A Moment Of Meditation
And then,
All of a sudden,
You realize the beautiful innocence
You've been once,
But no longer,
The purity of the infant you were,
With all the blank spaces and the hopeful aspirations,
Full of life and full of love,
Coming through what we call this life ..
Confused in space and time,
Like if you're just watching another child,
Questioning about how real you are,
And trying to give some sense to this lapse of time in your life,
Between what you remember you were and the thing you've become,
And how closely to you both are,
And you remember that you're grown now,
And everything has grown too;
The heaviness of your life,
Carefulness of the your mind,
And even everything around.
And you ask yourself,
How similar am i,
To what i think i am?
Painting: Six persimmons by Mu Qi
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