The Rivers of Vishnu Flows Up

Meditation in order to find the truth

Sitting Silent in cloudy water,
Serenity streams down my spine,

Closing my eyes to see things clearer,

Calming The Toughts that Flood my mind.

How can i find my own place,

When all the pieces of the map are filled in?

How can i find myself uniqoue?

Among endless art and ides,

How can i find my truth,

If everything is diagnosed in order to keep in line?

I raise the flag,

Of my state of mind. 

Coexistence with the world.

Awakening to face the torrents,

Not to struggle the gales,

But to swim with the waves.

Reviews

[tanveer]

this ones my favourite ....

[Celestial Witch Child]

It constantly amazes me how you somehow always develop this fantastic piece of writing which is breathtaking, yet at the same time, easy to connect to. Wonderful work.

[Pax]

brilliant imagery in this poem which makes it very good.
the last stanza captivates your readers.

[Balance]

Did you hypnotize me and asked me questions? brillient guessing! Id also like to leave room for thinking and id like that each person will analyze the song in his own way :)

[Laura Maidah]

I struggled with accepting your rebellion of linguistic code in lowercasing the "i". I found it's kind of brilliant. It makes the "self" diminutive in comparison to infinity and the "endless art and ides". Great! I think that was your intention, right?

[Btwixer]

Love the last stanza, This is incredible. Love it