Mindless Self

Mindless Self I do not find my desire, My dream, hope and aspiration, Where is that invisible source? Day and Night I move here and there, With my mind carrying it Like a crown of feather, Foolish may it be or fed up, I do not find it loaded with desire, With little awareness like empty Vessel, Where is that Bodhi Trees? Where is that flow of Compassion? Where is that scripture declaring the beauty of deathless Joy? I am ready to suffer to any extend, and any length of time, I am homeless and my heart is empty with aliveness, Without impatience I am open, Where is that drum of Your approaching footsteps? My home is broken and enjoying the Air from all directions, with no peak and with no abyss, A virgin mind Unblemished, Cloud of wish and demand has gone, Only the clear sky is visible, Then where are You making fence between You and me? My mind is not after anything good or bad, beautiful or pleasant, It has stopped jumping between desires, It is Meek and moderate, Without the prop of ego It is ready to pass through mortification without concern, Where are You with your heart teemed with deep benediction? Where is that eternal utterance of unheard melody when Mind is lost within its dominion? The light without source, The root with infinite elegance, Where is the glimmer of Love When I am not with all my nuances? I am only with my self touching the sky like dewdrop That falls without looking at its back. @Prabir Gayen 5: 50 PM. Tue. May 18 / 2021.