Poetry Goes in Samadhi

Splendor poetry
The stimulating source
Spontaneous obedience
Reliance of knowledge in words
Fated to grow confidence
Attainment of freedom
It overwhelmed in the inner heart
With happiness and joy
It’s bliss become sublime
As good will grows
Poetry are over awed
Overwhelm in inner head and heart
Words touched its Atma
Spirit, mind and the face
Birth in pure image
The happiness of meeting in knowledge
Happiness in gazing
Happiness of worshiping
Holiness of raising
Crowning young words
In nature mother’s arm
The poetry distinguished the rest from others
It amuse than worry
Because it goes in Samadhi