know myself

This was a very old , forgotten poem I came across when I opened a random page in my journal. I had a sudden urge to share it, after a mystical and fascinating weekend filled with the strangest of links and connections (I hesitate to say coincidences). All I know is I must pay attention to whatever is happening around and within me. With utmost gratitude….

i needed to know myself
all i could see was my reflection

what i wanted was the warmth
but not the light

i only need the sound
without any vibration

longed to see the ripples
but not water

the rhymes
and not the words

only the lightning
without thunder

i avoided the depth
but how could i reach the end?

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