The Truth of the Universe
What is mine in this world?
Pondering, I smell the garden rose.
Is it my family, my friends,
Or the materialistic pleasures?
They belong to the earth, they leave you.
The garden whispers...
Is it my body then?
Wide- eyed, I questioned the voice,
It belongs to the earth as well.
You leave it behind to me.
It's definitely my soul then,
I quiver in anticipation.
Your soul belong to the Universe.
You leave as you came- as stardust.
Then what is truly mine?
I tremble as I caress the rose,
"It Is the moment that you live,
Every breath that you take ,
And every smile that you spread,
That is truly yours."
The whispers grew louder
Like gushing waters and pulsating winds
Until I wake up from my dream
"This moment is mine" I exclaim and smell the rose on my windowsill.