Takes us forward;
Only the memories
Carry us backward.
She crushed the bud of hope in me;
Yet I bloomed to my full glory.
This, in brief, is my spiritual story.
3.My Inner World.
My inner world opens up itself
To contain the outer Universe
Which is but a fledgling
Of the inner Being.
O God! you are not my age
And You are not senior to me either;
But You are the timelessness
Of the innocence of a child’s heart.
An eagle flying high in the sky,
Free of obstacles is not free.
No doubt, there is no other bird
Flying in its vicinity in the vast space;
But while flying, its sight is not
Directed still upwards but is focussed
on the objects below.
O, whither the progress of that bird
Though its height is
Three palms from the earth?
Source:”Divine Pathways”-Poems by Dr. K.V.Venkataramana.