Yours

The Power.

That lies within you.

Its flow slowed.

Or sometimes stopped.

By you.

Flowing in the feeling of-

I that is me.

And myself.

That is you.

The word I is a full stop.

Me is the wall.

Myself nulls your existence.

Though it is the perfect three in one.

To live successfully.

In this beautiful material world.

Devoid of the Maya-

Illusion.

The reality in the form of illusion.

To see, to know and to feel the non-existence of I.

My Place India My World

The world is old.

I know.

So are you.

Do you?

My place

India.

My world.

India.

In deed I am

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