Poem 616: Waters Of Truth

Poem 616 belongs to a series of short poems/prayers/meditations crafted with playfulness, honesty, and love. The purpose of these compositions is to delve deeper into ourselves and to discover our true essence. They encourage us to slow down, to embrace the present moment, and to savor every facet of life.

Transcript

Poem 616,

Waters of Truth.

My eyes are soaring.

My eyes are dry.

My eyes cannot cry.

Lacking water of truth and recognition,

Which is nowhere to find,

But if I look inside,

I search,

I focus,

I find the source of my actions.

I observe the fire myself,

Whose nobody gets,

But I cannot accept.

I stay.

I feel ashamed.

The fire fades.

The water flows and replaces.

My eyes are tearing.

My eyes are liquid.

My eyes can't cry,

Only if I look inside.