Before a holy place…
I entered into the holy place for prayer and worship
Before thee
So was the faith…
Before thee
Before the silence
So is my faith..
The candles burn without showing signs of life.
Also the falling wind into this silence,
Looses it’s pride in aggressions
So is the truth
The light
The wind
And me..
Before thee.
A bundle of holy books in a corner stacked,
Bow your heads before it!
Nay,
I am before thee
Why should I to do so .
Silence
Divine,beyond one thousand books of interpretations and revelations.
Oh! Divine silence
Oh! The creator,and destroyer
Oh! The Ocean of wisdom
I want to know
Knowingness is silence
Is life is silence
So I am the silence,thee .
I knows
And believe
I is the myth .
But true .
I the myth
Is beyond all truths…
(C) Ravindranath Kunnath
Kochi, Kerala, India
