Realisation Of Stillness

Realisation of Stillness In the heart of a poet It was a rainy night, The fierce lightning and thunderbolt, All the trees of the forest were struck with the gust of stormy wind, All around are broken branches of trees, Fruits, flowers were Squandered by the heavy flow of rain and wind, In the deep darkness nature was in deep turmoil by nature's course, It was a rainy season and occasional rain with the gush of wind was washing the tired days and night, The lightning and thunder were kissing the ground, All night the sky and the earth Were in deep state of love affair. The poet was enjoying the first storm Of the season, The gush of wind and shower Onto his windowsill, The rain was washing his worn-out Mind, In his small hut, all night he was on his bed looking outside, Rain was falling with strange sound, In the early morning when the sky was clear and silence was deep, He decided to go outside to see the Sunrise on the riverside, He wished to see the face of the fresh morning. On the shore he looked at the sun, Slowing like a big ball of Soft fire, The sun rose, It was rising like a baby crawling, Something deep happened in his heart, A Majestic joy entered his being, The sun with its eternal silence dawned in his heart, Thought stopped moving, In his heart a pristine silence descended without the noise of the Mind, Mind was not inbetween he and the sun, The poet became for a moment the Sun himself, Instantly the spring with the sound of silence entered the heart of the Summer. The poet looked at the sun rising without watching the rising, He looked and looked With no thoughts at all, The space within space The heart was enlightened with variety of colours, The rainbow and the music of unalloyed rejoicing, The space was contained In the space of the heart, The sun was rising in the inward world, Entire being was thrilled With the magnitude of unwonted stillness, For the first time the entire creation happened within his innocent Mind. @Prabir Gayen 2: 00 AM, wed, June 02 /202