Depict the turmoil a person undergoes to find himself before having a spiritual awakening. |
THE WHISPERING EMPTINESS Running barefoot on the asphalt Clutching my heart, a rivulet of blood bleeds. Time is fleeting; it’s you I seek. Feet tasting dust. Eyes strained, searching. The love I so intensely need. My incompleteness drives me insane. To fill the void my insides crave A human connection I seek. Were the earth flat, I would walk the end, Fall off the edge, disappear Never to rise again, never to breathe. My shattered heart needs mending. Someone embrace me, tell me I am loved. Silence trails: deafening, consuming. Warm breath is stifling. I hold, hoping the hurt ends. But desire to live is overwhelming. Pain - demands to be felt, racking every nerve ending. Crushing under the weight of hollowness my world is imploding. Can search no more, have no energy trying. I fall in a heap, depressed, breaking. My head in a million lights exploding. Embracing the sweet darkness enveloping. I awaken to the sound of a canary. Soft luminous surroundings. Something is different, ennobling. Colors in things ordinary are leaping A broom, a beggar's cracked bowl, the child’s parched lips. The rubble is perfect symmetry. The aura is vibrant, pulsating. Amid the honking, the shouting, a serene melody is emanating. Bedazzled I can only stand gaping. Sunshine is gilded velvet. Dust is particles of light dancing. Like a supernova, my heart is expanding. Amidst the chaos, a mystic peace is flowing. Everywhere around Love is floating. I hear, I feel, I inhale, I taste. Like a madman possessed I am laughing, crying. To me the universe is speaking. Taking me to the brink of insanity, My true nature, my eternal self it is unveiling. Thank you, I whisper in tearful awe. Sending gratitude to the unknown entity. This is my spiritual awakening. Free from the prison of my own creation. My breath, the only assurance I am alive. ‘Now’ – the only moment worth living. Like an entire tree sprouts from a seed, the cosmos is within. The world is a mirror of our inner space. The outside is just the triggering. From the shackles of external validations I am breaking. Boundless, pristine Love – its source is within. To its natural vibrations I am connecting. I am the universe. Full of love, I am the soul. Circle of life is thus completing. |