To the silence of the godsA Poem by Ashwin ShankerHow long for us to eschew the mute god?Where are thou? I cannot see you nor can I hear you. I feel nothing when I close my eyes and fold my hands to you. There is no voice, no form, there is no God, and yet there is a need to conform. I was frustrated as he never replied, he never listened to me or saw my pain, I left the temple and broke my chain; I threw my ring and walked in the rain. The rain washed away the sandal from my forehead and the idea of God from my mind.
I grew up reading of the mind, of Freud and his thoughts. I went on investigating from blogs to books of all sorts. I then discovered much later that it was in a state of no mind and no thoughts. That peace prevails. It becomes bolder as our mind become more silent, our thoughts become clearer, And we can see through to the floor, like gazing through still water. We understand that our being is walking a tightrope, Over the water and we look forward to hope. Our mind balancing between the past and the future, We often fall into the trap of one or the other. We learn that by only walking moment to moment, A step at a time, can we have the balance, to see ourselves reach the future unbent. I learned that the silence that follows once our eyes closed, Is the silence that we were always looking for, it needs no name, no form, No need to conform or follow any norms. I learned that this was what the Buddha asks us to seek, Gain strength from this silence, and not to be weak. © 2016 Ashwin ShankerAuthor's Note
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Added on August 21, 2016Last Updated on October 12, 2016 AuthorAshwin ShankerCalicut, Kerala, IndiaAboutI am 25 years old, copywriter working at Mullen Lowe Lintas Group, Mumbai. I love writing and have been doing the same since six-years-old. I am a huge fan of communities of writers who support eac.. more..Writing
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