mountains carving into the fixtures
of my parental mind.
Resonance of Laya
past and future;
decoded wave patterns of thought.
Moorthi, the embodiment of 'witness' inside!
I see you my Lord in every blade of grass
in every dew drop
in my tears
and in my laughter.
Om Shiva, the epitomical super consciousness,
Praise the one and only which has become you.
I'll become a Ferrari today,
so that to ride over the palm springs
in the edge county.
I'll become a dew in its mirror.
Throttle beyond greed and cunningness.
The weary traveller rested in the seat of his inner sanctum
Now the vehicle moves by itself,
there is no driver,
a maladic vision of the world fades away . . .