Full CircleA Poem by DayranDiscoveries
Coming full circle on oneself, never tried, In approaching, it flees, in leaving, it beckons, And yet it is like none other, never seen. For when did I see myself moving life to life? Design a life for myself and being born in it. A life of waves, chemicals, metals and tissue, A life from the future that gives to the past, And when you are in such a future, it reverses. A life that you perceive living, as being another's, A death and a realization of life's mortal nature.
Mere elements create an ionization and then bond, They grow wider in circles and man extends outwards, Wild excitement at the inception, contemplative later, Each experience temporal and yet they add up, Tiny bits of joys that lead to a full life of knowledge, Sometimes climbing to the peak to take a view, To the day perhaps when we are fully construe, With every resource at our fingertips to create. Take your time, my creative and artful easel, The universe, the world and I, was born this night.
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Added on January 15, 2012Last Updated on January 15, 2012 AuthorDayranMalacca, MalaysiaAbout' Akara Mudhala Ezhuththellaam Aadhi Bhagavan Mudhatre Ulaku ' Translation ..... All the World's literature, Is from the young mind of the Original Experiencer. .. more..Writing
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