The hand is writing***********This
hand is writing
Organised, something seems****wrongs
to direct its*****************where we have reached out
subtle movements******** *****and then turned back
converting them into**********on ourselves
symbols***********************angry and frightened
which another*****************by an action
may perceive as***************which seems
meaning something: an idea****to control us.
a concept,********************These selves
a view of life:***************involved in these
vocalising********************discontinuous events
without the chords************were not born
without shortness of breath***but made
through vain repetition.******and can
******************************be unmade
******************************by devotion to the cause
******************************stripping the layers away
******************************until
******************************essence shines forth
******************************the OM that I am
******************************everpresent
******************************oft concealed from
******************************my perception
******************************by pre-occupation
******************************with multiple phenomena
******************************surrounding these senses
******************************that demand attention.
OM SHANTI
(1982)