Self Reflection
Sometimes, Look into the mirror
And ask yourself,
That you are imprisoned
In the cage of your body.
These features,
This beauty, the charm of yours,
It is not you,
But an illusion of sight.
Before this confinement of the body,
Your existence was somewhere,
In a dream, in a thought,
In a hope, in a desire,
In the fragrance of flowers
In the garden,
In the scent of the spring breeze.
Time and space were unaware,
But for a long time,
They awaited you.
These silent skies,
These restless atmospheres,
All were anxious for you.
Just break the barrier of your body,
And surrender yourself to them.
Then, count the colors of yourself.
Aslam Murad
This poem is originally written in Urdu, please click here for the Urdu Poem
