There is no wisdom that cannot be reached
There is no pinnacle that cannot be touched
There is no quest that ends only at the horizon
There is no man who never reaches his destination!
Thought, the entity man cannot live without. Be it a memory, an imagination, they are a part of us. The thought belongs to the one who thinks... no one can make someone emerge a thought...Our thoughts are our own possessions, our own teachings and wisdom. A treasure safe in our minds. As long as man lives.... the thought lives. Have we ever asked who is the thinker!
There is no wisdom that cannot be reached
There is no pinnacle that cannot be touched
There is no quest that ends only at the horizon
There is no man who never reaches his destination!
Silence resonates more than the sound,
Un-boundness resonates more than the bound!
If what I was looking for was always found,
My soulful quest had never been sound.
My quest was always dressed up by the muddy senses,
My ears were ever enchanted by the sounding melodies.
My eyes craved evermore for the beauties of nature,
My actions perpetually bound to the duties of self-nurture !
Satiated at each stage ... yet never in entire,
The quest for happiness piled by many a more desire.
Yet after each contentment, the thirst stayed un-quenched.
In the race of achievement I was completely out wrenched!
Disquiet, discontented, yet marching on to conquer more,
Being guided not by a need but a longing from the core,
Could I ever be convinced?
Could my turmoil be ever evinced?
Once a euphony now turned into a clamor filled rage,
Once a success now became a bounded hamster cage!
Indeed, at the end of the marathon mile,
In the wake of the endure all this while,
In a cry for release from the wild,
Silence did resonate more than the sound!
Un-boundness did resonate more than what was bound!
What I was looking for was always around.
With the shackles of my thoughts thoroughly unwound,
I poised as a spectator blissful and sound.