Who is That 'I' -with that silent gaze

A bird I am, from lands afar,

I've halted here beneath the star.

 

A moment's worth, here’s my nest,

Soon, I must depart on another quest.

 

From where I came—I do not know,

Don’t even know—Where I will go.

 

All that's here shall pass one day,

Only the ever pure "I" shall always stay.

 

Its colours endless, vast, untold,

Unfolding secrets, fold by fold.

 

The sun, the wind, the falling rain,

Touch only body, not the true "I" who's within.

 

Who is this "I" who none can define,

Untouched by time, by earth or brine?

 

The mind may weep, or dance in bliss,

But this "I" can't be confined to this.

 

This ego-sense—a fleeting dream,

Not truth, but just a passing gleam.

 

Then who is "I"— with that silent gaze,

Watches it all in changeless ways?

 

Monday, 14th July 2025 – 7:37 PM
Ajay Sardesai – (Megh)