Human

Poetry

A poem by Abhi.

Lotus by Shivananda

I feel the strength in each broken place
Holy the rhythm in my bones.
Breathing another day of grace
Oh the face unknown
Blessed face unknown.

Human
Down to earth
In the story
In the glory
Hallelujah
Of my birth.
Human.
On the ground
In the ever-present stillness
The shock and sudden sound
What is hidden, what’s revealed
What is longing to be found.
Human.

Oh to be held in this caress
Just as the moon will dance the sea
Feeling the light within the flesh
Oh the mystery.
Blessed mystery.

Out of the ocean wild and wet
Out of the nameless to the name
How soon we’re starting to forget
We’re back into the game.
Back into the game.

Human
Down to earth
In the story
In the glory
Hallelujah
Of my birth.
Human.
On the ground
In the ever-present stillness
The shock and sudden sound
What is hidden, what’s revealed
What is longing to be found.
Human.

Who is the One in the looking glass?
Who is the One with the hungry eyes?
Who is the One on the throne of the heart?
The One that never dies.
The One that never dies.

I feel the strength in each broken place
Holy the rhythm in my bones.
Breathing another day of Grace.
Oh the face unknown.
Blessed face unknown.
Blessed face unknown.

2005

AbhiPoem by Abhi

Artwork by Shivananda – shivananda.ch

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