Things seen as actions and deeds, they bind me,
by Ravinder Kumar Soni
And be praised for works done;
They merely serve to deter and disturb my vigilance.
All things seen or felt are the products of the fickle mind;
I know them to draw me away
From my simple life: A life of child-like simplicity.
Here, I am left to extract a blade of grass from its sheath;
I am made to expose my traits
And seek the company of an elusive unthinkable.