En Route Manali

We look for diamonds on our fingers
And forget the ones in the sky
I remember the day
When the grey rocks turned to white
In the sunlight
When the angel's voice reverberated
Through my soul during my ten day high
I could feel the springs of emotion
Taking birth in my eyes
For I saw the beauty around me
Reside within me
I share my soul with this earth
And with it I'm immortalised
I'm infinite. I'm beautiful.
I'm whole. I'm healed.

Poetry by Sharanya Venkataraman
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Written on 2015-08-23 at 18:59

Tags Poetry  Music  Nature 

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Wonderful words. The first two lines say everything. A pleasure to read.

So beautiful and healing. I like it very much.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
to be reminded of the connection between physical and spiritual beauty is always good. your poem is simple and eloquent and lovely. it made me feel good to read it.

poems serve many purposes, certainly making someone feel good is one of the better purposes.

the photo is striking.