"Truth Smiles"

Losing track
I roam hither thither
with a desire
to seek the unknown.

Predominating mind
take me away from truth.

Thick snow of ignorance
covers my being;
As long as "I" remains within
nothing is realized.

Truth speaks in whispers;
No noise in the blooming;
Dispersed "I" on the sky
sees the truth in the
innocence of smiling flowers,
on the bed of snow,
shivering leaves
and where else,
the whole cosmos.

© 2017 B.S.Saroja
17/09/2017
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