I stitch myself together out of the many images
A glued together identity, fluid that stretches
Reflections of perceptions,grow, stay,shatter
Ever changing , taking shape of the container, as water
Bound, chiseled ,shaped by my multitude of desires
They rise like the Phoenix, burn in disappointments' fire
Help cast away these false reflections of a small, confining me
And in so shedding pretense , be one with You, bask in your glory.
--shubha
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