On My Bed
- Deep from the Soul -
K. Padmakumar *
Drowsy and heavy eyed
Losing consciousness again and again
At this moment a question crops up
Will I die?
No.
I will not.
I am myself and nobody else.
Today and I
Tomorrow and I
Previous birth and I
These are no two separate entities
I am one and the same.
I was, therefore, I am.
I could not have simply come out of nothing
Here I am because there was no nothing where I was not
It is a waking from sleep
Or a sleep from waking.
What is forgotten may be recollected
It is but natural what need not be forgotten
Can never be recollected.
I am not dead.
No, I am not.
A wave of thought winged its way across
another plane of existence
I feel my hand on my belly
I know
I am on my bed, gently lying down.
Today and I
Childhood days and I
I remember many an incident
And many an incident forgotten;
In the depth of forgetfulness
The I of the past is buried
And the previous birth forgotten.
(Translated from my late father's Eigi Phamungda y K. Radhakumar)
* Poem written by K. Padmakumar which was published at Hueiyen Lanpao (English Edition)
This poem was webcasted on September 25 2012.
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