Where the sky meets the sea
under the impression
of a false union,
where the eyes show
what can't be true, but
the mind wants to believe -
for the wish of a dream come true!
The sounds that "this one" hears,
one asked the other, do they come off you?
To which "that one" replied a question,
you feel the sensations that "this" feels?
One frowned at the other with a look
that betrayed satisfaction,
though one was silently feeling,
what the other had asked him to feel.
But the other, sensing the act of "this one's" face,
replied in his own weird way...
That's a fact
that it arose off "this one".
But nothing does it matter
whether it came off "this" or "that"...
Still the sound that travels
through the corridors of waves,
and the drums that reverberate
to listen to understand... -
the fool does wonder -
anything does it unravel?
Behind the fact, you can run
as much as you can,
but don't miss the truth!
This togetherness of nonsense
and profundity, that starts
from the words, but goes far beyond -
makes "this one" feel timeless!
Whether it is being stuck or free,
"this one" doesn't know - he just stares...
and "that one" just smiles...
This sound of the passing by,
this sight of the eternal flowing,
this movement that seems like a
still picture, but moving at the same time!
This hypnosis of the silence beneath,
this mesmerising presence,
often overlooked and unseen...
This sitting and listening
to the only sound of breath,
makes them realise
that it is neither mine nor yours,
it's just it; just there; happening.
-- Nayan
Sun, 8th Dec 2019
Isha Yoga Centre Coimbatore
