Oh ! My Innocent Path
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Is it mind’s or is it only body’s
Is it words or statement
Sitting at the silence door
Gazing through emptiness eyes
Vibration of sound travelling,
Through the silence of words,
And reaches the gate of time
The sound of words hits at the time
And the music comes out…
Which takes it again at the door of silence
Ears are listening to the silence
In unknown entity is viewing,
the stylish words…
is it statement or mere speech
is it to be listened or viewed
looking at the speed of ear,
which reaches in the line of words
the question arises;
who is travelling
ears or statement
words or tongue
ear has it’s own speed or
the statement has it’s own path
which complites at my knowing…
who am I
what is this knowing
this knowing becomes silence…
then
the door of I’ness opens,
I,
I am,
No-no, this is just ‘I’
Then
The I’ness gazes at the ‘I’
This I’ness and my ‘I’
The viewing and hearing
Neither the I’ness survives,
Nor the ‘I’
Then,
A wave takes place
Which became a light,
Which infinite emptiness,
Became fully realized creation.