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I found thee...

I woke up to a beautiful
morning dream...
Dew sparkling the Sun's bounty reflected an image That in
infinitude spectrum,
I found thee gazing in
stillness...
Whilst a beautiful meadow shuttered my
vision
In the moment of
lost identity,
In an universe of solitude and
bliss,
I found thee breezing in my ears,
legends of secret wisdom...













As I journeyed long and long
I rested for a moment's shadow under a banyan tree
Those strong shoots bend in
reverence and deeply grounded in humility,
I found thee, teaching them
the lessons of eternal quest.


And I wanted to see thee
Read thousand scriptures, travelled
mountains and forests;
Attempted self-annihilation, thro' thousand
postures and concepts
I found thee sitting well within my heart
with a lotus smile asking,
Where do thou search for me,
my dear child?"



Filled with awe, I gazed at thy
lotus feet
And got lost with it...
When I fell asleep, you carried me in
Thy lap and cradled with sweet lullabies which even
Gods have unheard till then!
I saw me present amidst million constellations
glittering and pleasant breeze venerating
pure light all over!
And my eye lids half open,
I saw thee
cradling me by thy eternally
blissful glances,
As if telling
"I am there with you always;
sleep in joy,
My Child"



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