OLY Poetry

“Who am I?”

 
You can hear me in the shimmering of the stream
You can see me on the top of the mountain
You can taste me in your every meal
You can smell me when you smell the rose
You can feel me in every bit of your heart

I am stripped off all the names and labels
with no ego or identity
I come from nothing
everything comes from me
and yet I am no less

Who am I?
Find me if you wish
one, two, three
now you are seeking me

(Ania S. May 2016)

 

Inspired by workshop at mandala yoga ashram in wales.


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