image by axinia
I asked myself once
The answer I did not know
And went searching for it.
“What is the name of heart?”
I asked every man.
And no one could tell me that,
But I asked again and again.
“What is the name of heart?”
I asked the northen wind.
It blew into my face
But did not answer to me.
“What is the name of heart?”
I asked the whispering Sea.
It humbly washed over my feet
But gave no answer to me.
“What is the name of heart?”
I asked the beaming sun.
It smiled at me and said:
“Your Mother knows. Search for her. Run!”
…………………………………….
I found my Mother at last:
“What is the name of heart?”
She took my heart in Her palms
And answered as simple as that:
“The Spirit”.
poem by axinia
thank you for sharing your poetry ,peaceful
hey axinia, my name is dima, I am also from Russia and also a sahaja yogi, but now i live in israel. I came here with my perents when i was still a little boy, so i dont remember much of russia. but this poem you wrote is very beautiful, and it remainds me of a russian song that was at the end of a russian film: calld “ironia sudby”. maybe you know the name of the artists or the name of the song, i would very much like to hear it. thenks
Sasha, spasibo!
I know the song, it reminds a bit of this poem, but the song aobut the unhappy love ,and this poem is about soemthing different