Hush Mind

Hush Mind short poem

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Hush Mind,
Rest a while,
While Truth I try to touch.
Lead me not into Ego’s lanes,
Lanes that into delusion end.
Born of Nature,
Thou nature to interfere,
Handpicked maidens Thine,
Thought and memory,
Build layer of ignorance upon layer,
Now Time Truth to touch,
Hush Mind,
Rest a while;
While Truth I try to touch.

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Jayaram Haravu

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I am retired Information Professional. I live in Mysore. My last position was as Senior Manager in an International Agricultural Research Centre called ICRISAT near Hyderabad. I have been consultant to Unesco, FAO, IDRC, Canada and to a few centres in India. I published a book of short stories and poems, titled, Eavesdropping. This was published by Partridge, a Penguin company. I am married; we have a son who lives in the US.
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