I started this poem sometime in 2005, since then it is evolving and each time I read it, I add or take a few words, change phrases and do some polishing. Although it's not too great stylistically, I just hope that it corresponds to and transmits these tricky-to-grasp feelings of universal unity within ourselves. Without a further ado, here it goes ;)
Is this the nature of spirit,
Or am I just a strayed child?
Lost between creation and divinity –
What makes me be a human?
The cosmic embryo of life
Sitting on edge of the worlds
While in the depths of mind
The whole universe pulsates, heaving,
Trembles like internal mass
In need of being unleashed
And now you think you are drowning
In the sea of your own thoughts
But it's like this when you become the sea
And people are those sailing ships
Awkwardly trying to reach a thing
Misguiding the glow of esoteric stars
And islands in the infinite sea
The thoughts in oceans of minds
Elusive ports near the cyclonic eye
And when you think that you're flowing
Deep between whirlpools and whispers,
Then up to the bottom, dive deeper
There you will retrieve your glitter
Golden cities and pearls of cognition
Brighter than exquisite stars
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