When the Mind dies.

When the Mind dies.

“When I die inside who lives then?”

My mind asked me.

I said, “I do! I live inside.”

Mind said, “without me?

How do you?”

I said, “when you die,

What dies is only, what was dead already.

You were not letting the corpses’ go,

When you die, O Mind!

With you all what you accumulated

The pains, griefs, sorrows, disappointments, dejections,

Frustrations, anxiety, fears, anger, resentment…

O God! You keep a huge collection!

They all go when you die.

And then,

You let me live.”

Mind asked, “How do you get the joy then? When I am dead.”

“That is the thing, dear mind!

You will never know!

For I am joy and I begin to live,

Only, after you are dead, O Mind!”

© Deepti Vishwanath

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