Whispers of a Wanderer

14 July 2022

I am Poorna

I am Poorna

I am poorna
My waxing and waning is your perception
my full Moon lustre
and my no Moon darkness,
Is an illusion;
My lord Sun eternally basks me with his graceful rays.

Great souls are born when I am Poorna
Great Avtars are born when I am Krishna

You epitomise me with celestial beauty
The source my eternally effulgent Lord of Stars

I facilitate your procreation
I fantasise your minds postulation

Periodically I pull the oceans up
Parallel, I pull your waves of
thoughts

I am equally responsible
for enlightened one and deranged one
based on your past and plans for future.

I am Poorna
I remain Poorna

Wake up from the delusion
Work to celebrate the evolution !