The contest of creation!

The contest of creation rises with self and ends with Self.
One is diminutive and the other eternal.
Our consciousness becomes the guide,
to discern between the lasting and ephemeral
 
“To be or not to be.
What I Am or what You are.
What God is and what God is Not”.
 
Rivulet of thoughts never stops,
until mind stops identifying with matter.
Heart then opens a secret doorway,
towards the portal of liberation.
 
Walking on bridges from ignorance to innocence.
Enduring pain, sorrows, heartbreaks on the way.
We record all experiences, feelings, reactions,
and one day all that is accumulated shred away.
 
Rising in the space,
mirroring the formless,
our life on earth is a mandatory illusion,
for evolution of consciousness.

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Ismail
Ismail
1 month ago

Well Said. So True. Also this period on earth is for contribution.

Sayeed
Sayeed
27 days ago

The beauty of the poem is that I can effortlessly fathom the depth of thought and wavelength of emotion…!
Serenity at its zenith!
Hats off for penning it, Farah

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