Here stand I
Ageless, changeless, the same ever since I became aware
Outside, everything changed and even my face in the mirror
Has become a stranger to me
Wrinkles, scanty hair, arms sagging-
I forget
And meet the birds with my heart echoing their vibrant youthful song.
Here I stand,
Watching, as the bug crawls across this screen
Attracted by the light and falls off,
Only to try again
And Fail.
I wait to see him climb again.
Here am I
ageless, timeless I
watching me,my fingers type.
and my mind spews out its content
But am I
My mind watching myself?
I am interested in Vedanta.