Lying in bed after meditation
Emotionless, without desire
No memories intrude in the mind
All is serene, no ice or fire
I feel like an empty vessel
A glass vase, clear & deep
I can fill it with whatever I wish
But I can think of nothing to keep
I revel in the emptiness here
All is serene in this place
But I hope it won't be long
Before it fills with divine grace
I wait silently in the dark
The breath is soft, the heart slows
All is calm, no thoughts are here
And, gently, the eyelids close...
Perchance to dream of what would be
When I know, who dreams for me
Kishore Asthana
6 Feb. 2026