Unworldly Pauper: the Soul!

 As the soul opens up to the world
it doesn’t discriminate, between anything
for good-evil, rich-poor are all arbitrary terms
Living in the ritual is what the soul has learned!

Friends a flickering co-traveler
unreal real, immersed in worldly show!
Did the soul expect anything back
“No,” for love is free flow and for everyone!

A bowl of food in unpolished bowl it’s given
the soul mocks at its observation…
Lovingly it says, “Are you going to eat the bowl
or receive the love of mother earth present in the bowl!

On having traveled long, it reaches home
trying to relax in some soul searching visual.
The mother showering it with slaps and sticks
but, does the soul complains, “No!”
Love lovingly portrays, amidst smiles and tears!

Evening memorable dawns,
breaking the ice within!
Blessings of enlightened soul
Pauper, Unworldly or both: thus it calls itself!

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