Sunday, August 25, 2019

Truth

JK* said, "truth is a pathless land"
Besant Nagar Beach, Chennai, not yet 6 AM, April 2019
Looking out at the morning scene
I felt,
Truth is a mystery
It is as simple and as complex
as we make it out to be.
It is of all colours of creation.
It appears and disappears,
Disguised in a zillion forms,
In the many layers
Of our plans and endeavours 
And aspirations,
And search for it. 
It hides.
Behind clouds of misunderstandings,
It blazes with Love. 
It holds ends together -
For this lightening sky and steel-grey sea
Holds yesterday's memory
Of fading daylight
Meeting the light of dusk,
Smudging the horizon;
Transforming the sky
Into His inky colour.
The Divine prankster's play:
A scientific movement.
Words will always fall short
Of original beauty and perfection.
Unbelievably, the clouds rumble.
Everchanging, illusive, mysterious-
Truth laughs at me 
while I try to capture It.
And says,
"You are part of me,
I am the truth of your existence"
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JK* - Jiddu Krishnamurti

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