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Meditation – A Love Story Realized

Themes: Love, Meditation, Spiritual Awakening, Surrender, Presence, Self-Discovery, Consciousness, Inner Silence.

Meditation – A Love Story Realized is a contemplative poem exploring the relationship between love, meditation, surrender, and inner silence. It reflects on how certain moments in life quiet the questioning mind more completely than deliberate effort ever could.

I have a fickle mind

It stops by everything it finds

A blank page or a filled one

Especially a blank one

It asks about every sight 

A tree, a butterfly,

The clouds in the sky

The ticking hands of the clock

Every digit every shape

For everything, it has Why?

And perhaps that’s why 

I’m call myself a writer

I think too much

Peel out the unreal beneath real

And that’s how I write.

 

But sometimes things have 

Turned upset.

And my mind has gone a little fried

Even sitting silent,

Watching the flame, the breath 

I have given all a try.

 

But then, one day

From nowhere imagined 

Came a sight

I remember, 

I felt no choice to make

But to follow the light.

 

For minutes and hours 

A day went by

There was no question to ask

No search for a why.

I was the story myself

To live and perhaps love

The pages remained blank

The heart felt it has reached The End

It was peaceful 

With nothing to write.

 

It felt like after years I heard my breath

Felt my heart

The shivering skin, 

For long they lied dead.

It was surrender with no resistance

The one that god demands

And perhaps the state of meditation 

For which I didn’t even try.

They do say, that state is effortless

It feels like life and just life

Flowing by.

 

And as I look back

I question, such moments before

I have lived, haven’t I?

Perhaps partly, there were

Questions and doubts then

Unlike this one 

Where the time and events

Unfolded, with no effort

Just like destined.

 

With washed away sorrow

A spiralling life in my spine

With realization, life gleamed

In my liberated eyes. 

It was nothing else

That face, that light, 

The presence she was 

Was my meditation, which 

In holy scriptures, 

Stand synonymous 

To love and life. 

 

So I surrender to that

No questions anymore

Whenever offered

With that, I would live

And happily dye.

 

 

Note –

And I can’t figure out

Maybe I shouldn’t 

But it’s hard to call it a coincidence

That I can end this poem

Without breaking its rhythm

With only gratitude and love in my heart

And by saying 

AUM NAMAH SHIVAAY.

This poem explores the intersection of meditation and love, where surrender becomes effortless and presence becomes the only reality. It is part of The Naked Soul’s ongoing exploration of philosophy, spirituality, and human experience.

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