Seeker

By Dr. Santosh Biswal

In a quest to seek my identity

I gaze into the mirror

Mired in the visceral vomits of X-Ray and CT Scan

And images filtered from Instagram

My body a heap of battered soil

I gathered in pensive time frame

That grew feeding nutrients

From soil and other life

I indeed look like my father

Who definitely look like his grandmother

A borrowed, mangled predetermined genome

Surviving and transferring traits

Am I an immaculate slave to mere mind

Bundled and caged by innumerous distracts

Mind is monkeying senses

Monkeying mind mindfully monkeyed

Life as water flows

From clouds to ocean

Changing state and taste

In a cycle trapped in time

I twist my spine to break the cycle

Aim to achieve that consciousness

Towering as precipitous mountain

To stall clouds of thoughts

Which precipitate as sweat

Wisdom as saline as last drop of ocean

That refracts sun of truth

To cast a rainbow in canvas of time

For bird of life to perch

And sing a melody intense

To knife the cry of suffering

And drench the cosmos

In magnanimous bliss

And quintessential unbridled ecstasy

I am a droplet of consciousness

That shall seek to grow

Engulf and assimilate

The entire cosmos

To be one with it

By Dr. Santosh Biswal