A poem dedicated to BS Shridhar
MAXIMUM PURIFICATION THEORY
‘Prem,
In which religion
Do you believe?’, You ask.
‘Certificates say that I am a Hindu,
(My parents filled them long back!)
Wife and sons are Hindus,
But, the ‘I’ in ‘Me’ say: I am
Neither a Hindu, nor a Muslim/ Christian/
Parzi/Buddhist/ or any religion with a name!’
‘Then, whom do you worship?’
‘My self’
‘Worshiping of ‘self’ is
The shortest path to ruins!’
‘No way…
Today, I worship
The serenity of my soul…
And tomorrow,
It has to be more serene
To get worshiped…
Friend, I strive to get purer
And purer every moment!’
‘The purest form of all scriptures is
Written in the language of silence!
Your soul can feel that silence
Only when you become selfless!’
‘Now tell me, which is my religion?’
‘PREM, the undefined!’
In each soul exists a temple... with open doors.
Like a Lotus rising out of muddy depths pushing out of water yet untouched by any bestowing peace through its serene beauty you strive each day to touch the Sun of Wisdom. Prem - Love - all compassing ... all surpassing .... you bloom ..... for the bee, the sun's ray and me.....
subtle poem
No matter what road is taken...All roads of a searching soul lead to light.
God lies in us all in your search inself interesting write Prem, regards
That is beauty of finding once own meaning of existence.
great poem sir!
good lines, Prem
And who could help you in this searching but a true, wise friend as Shri. You both are great poets and people and I am glad to be one of your friends.
Amazing buddy your searching self.
Not only a great poem, but also a very wise thought. You are reaching Nirvana. Your name Prem syas it all.
wonderful, excellent poetry- a joy to read
Silence is golden!
ee cummings would say, " since feeling is first ..." your poem deals with abstractions that are profound and beg to be released from your words. The direction seems right and refined.