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K Balachandran Feb 2016
FROM
this creek,
where the
once profuse
flow of water
dry up
every passing
minute,
the fish,
that once swam,
gleefully down stream
unsuspectingly,
slowly die
frenetically beating
their tail
on naked sand bed
TO
the acme of
the galaxy that
invites with the signals
of changing patterns of light,

there is much distance
if you measure the
intergalactic
space
but it's only an arm's length
if you travel by other means.
The neurons in human brain has tremendous ability to perform feats, one can't still imagine...we know very little about the wonder that is human being..
K Balachandran Aug 2015
I saw me walking alone, along the path
feeling upset, I followed me noiselessly
curious, to find out,  what would happen, next,
with my heart relentlessly  pounding my chest.

I rang the bell of the house I lived as some other,
the door wasn't closed, so I could see
I have already gone, leaving the place,orphaned,
to that  destination, mysterious.where another tale begins.

My home once, is presently empty, signifying this :
"I am this, also  that and the other, the  next too,
I am multitudes, in everything I am present as a wee bit"
When I was alone, I wasn't, in fact; while moving away
I didn't go anywhere, all the while,ecstatically, "I am that"
*"Ï am that"(Tat twam asi Or Tatwamasi")
The consciousness in me is  part of the whole, cosmic consciousness"

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