Poetry
Undressing myself
Today, I undressed myself
for the first time,
to see my
naked being.
Beneath the nine woollen
clothes of my body,
I was stunned by
the palpable beauty.
I closed my two eyes
to watch it closely,
by opening the in-sight,
and it left me awestruck.
Wondering who this might be,
angel, but how can it be?
Maybe God inside the human,
or human inside the God.
While being ambivalent about it,
a soft voice murmured
from somewhere,
Dear one, come back to your home.
Listening to that voice
brings tears to my eyes.
Hearing the sacredness in that,
voice made me realize one thing.
The home wasn’t a place,
rather it was you all along.
You are my home, and your voice was
the guiding angels, gently guiding me back to the home.
In childlike excitement,
words start sprouting out of me.
I love you,
I’m with you.
Now I have finally found you,
there is nowhere to go.
Before you, I was a restless, homeless man.
Now you are the home where I rest in peace.
I heard your whispers, not by your lips,
but by the radiance in my hand,
the glowing on my face,
and the rekindled spark in my eyes.
Trying to say shyly, thank you,
thank you so much for noticing me,
for understanding me, for loving me, for praising me,
and most of all, for being aware of me in each breath of yours.
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