AUM – the Word, by J. W. Cassandra, my poem. I placed it in my volume “Ten Thousand-fold Day”, cycle “The All-in-One Flareth Up”. The word translated by me as ‘day’ in the title of the volume 13 in Hungarian, is a homonym: it means at the same time ‘sun’ and ‘day’. How we interpret it, that depends on the context. So, I may translate it in a figurative sense as ‘Ten Thousand-fold Sun’. The expression ‘All-in-One’ I myself created for the Oneness, for it fits to my message in the poems of the cycle. I was hesitating whether to share this poem or not. In the end, I share both in English and Hungarian. I don’t want to hurt no one’s senses and hope it won’t cause disappointment.
AUM – the Word, by J. W. Cassandra, my poem. I placed it in my volume “Ten Thousand-fold Day”, cycle “The All-in-One Flareth Up”. The word translated by me as ‘day’ in the title of the volume 13 in Hungarian, is a homonym: it means at the same time ‘sun’ and ‘day’. How we interpret it, that depends on the context. So, I may translate it in a figurative sense as ‘Ten Thousand-fold Sun’. The expression ‘All-in-One’ I myself created for the Oneness, for it fits to my message in the poems of the cycle. I was hesitating whether to share this poem or not. In the end, I share both in English and Hungarian. I don’t want to hurt no one’s senses and hope it won’t cause disappointment.
Merely a poetic blight Which can no longer bring delight I try to focus on the light And fight this endless, hopeless fight
Do you practice charity? Please accept congratulations From the poor of all the nations I of which, too oft, unwilling be…
Heartfelt apologies to one and all! If I hurt anyone knowingly or unknowingly, by words, deeds, or actions, I seek sincere apologies for the same. Michhami Dukkadam.
I thought that when I was grown up I wouldn’t yoyo any more Thought that when I became adult Yoyos would become a bore…
I thought that when I was grown up I wouldn’t yoyo any more Thought that when I became adult Yoyos would become a bore…
I’ve been a little proud, I think, I’m ready to admit That I don’t, maybe, know The tall, short, round and flat of it…
I saw Her hesitating yet Though straining at Her very core To reach for Her heredity And justly rule once more…
… She was very happy The wind was in her face “Come on, let’s go!” She said to me Preparing to pick up Her Pace
