Amarjit Pannu- California

A Question


Why do I ask…?

Who am I…?

And why am I here…?

Do the rays of the rising sun

Traveling down millions of miles…ever ask,

Why do they give light to the earth?

Do the leaves of a lone Maple tree

Magically dancing in the wind…ever ask,

Why do they produce music?

Does a glinting speck of sand

Lying forever in the blazing desert sun…sigh,

Why…why…is it not on a cool place?

Do the endless waves of ocean

Pounding on the beach… ever wonder!

Why are they so restless?

Do tiny little rounded pebbles

Rolling down a mountain slop… ever question,

Why are they not on the mountain top?

Do the limitless galaxies of the Universe

And a Universe of the Multiverse… ever deem,

What are they? Why are they there?

Then why do I ask?

Who am I?

And why am I here?

A sudden feeling of connection,

A miraculous merger with everything,

Fills the essence of my being

With bliss beyond description

And the question of ‘WHY”

Fades away into the cosmic nothingness.

It makes me smile…just smile

I am…I am a wave of the ocean,

And a speck of desert sand.

I am a flower of a thorny cactus,

And a thorn of a branch of roses.

I am the peak of a majestic mountain,

And a pebble rolling down the hill.

I am part of a roaring thunder,

And a soft flake of falling snow.

I am everything and nothing

At the same time…

I am eternity!!!