Enlightenment
Enlightenment
She never knew there is so much feeling;
In this tender heart.
She conceals them in the remotest corner,
Where none can reach.
And something trickles down the cheeks;
When sitting beside the window, she recollects memories;
Submerged in supreme satisfaction.
The dense darkness of the room;
Pierced only by the glow of an unsteady candle flame.
What does she observe as the mirror reflects?
A true self, a feeling of complete submission.
The breeze still bears the aroma of incense;
And echo of the evening prayer………….
When she sees the deity fading fast in mystery.