All that I had good and bad
Things I called as mine
Things I collected for a day
All held closely to my heart
Filling the bowl nestled in heart
Outpouring it in a instant
Have I emptied the bowl
It is for He to fill it again
For he fills uniformly
Making man relate to man as one
One to be same throughout
He makes one face tests and trials
Which shatters and recreates the mind
Martyrs created are lost over time
Names erased one day by time
Courage shrinks and fades
Myths take the place
Horrors and terrors tread the path
Foot prints of time shall be indelible
Startled mind and fear all bared
Daring to bare the subtle hidden layers
He looks at the emptiness
Out of past today flows
Raising the hope for tomorrow to rise
In the distant dawn Man knows
All the path to the heaven
Leads to same divine gift
Emptiness needed to fill
Lost all the past lives with filled bowl
Emptied the bowl much before now
For the gift of His is beyond form
Neither spoken words
Neither written words
All lost in the simplicity
Simplicity of emptiness
Filled bowls fail to see
Mirage of doubts fills mind
Reflections thought as form
Ripples causes to deform
Emptiness shatters the form
Truth known becomes true
Atma Sanchaya Dhwani
Volume 2 Issue 3; June 01, 2007
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