Shah,

I like this journey as a metaphor for life and the sense of resolution
towards the end. Please see below in caps.


Colin

----- Original Message -----
From: "c s shah" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Thursday, September 04, 2003 6:13 PM
Subject: NEW:In Search of Peace


> In Search of Peace
>
>  From the dazzling civilized crowdS, - JUST A POSSIBILITY
> where culture was in search
> of its identity, I moved away
> to distant land for peace.
>
> Under the shadow of protective mountain
> I tried to CROSS the mighty river
> but my boat capsized
> and drowned me with DESIRE.
> It resurfaced on the other side,
> centuries later, with new weaknesses.
>
> In the midst of sandy desert
> I struggled to move ahead,
> burned my feet and scalded my skin,
> hurt my face in disgrace;
> a camel limped and terror laughed -THIS LINE IS NOT TACTILE ESP 2ND HALF,
SUGGEST DELETION
> a mirage-affected victim...
>
> Buried under heaps of sand, DELETE THE
> your voice reassured my crying soul
> and led me to a new panorama -
> a cool and moonlit night -
> where innocent laughter of shiny stars
> awoke me to a new dawn.
>
> Here sun was bright, but cool,
> human frame weak, but divine,
> and I could worship you
> without 'I, me, and mine'.
>
> In the dazzling crowd of civilization,
> culture was trying to sprout, and
> I was no more compelled to wander
> to distant lands in search of peace.
> --
>
> c s shah
>
----- Original Message -----
From: "c s shah" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Thursday, September 04, 2003 6:13 PM
Subject: NEW:In Search of Peace


> In Search of Peace
>
>  From the dazzling civilized crowd,
> where culture was in search
> of its identity, I moved away
> to distant land for peace.
>
> Under the shadow of protective mountain
> I tried to ferry across the mighty river
> but my boat capsized
> and drowned me with my desires.
> It resurfaced on the other side,
> centuries later, with new weaknesses.
>
> In the midst of sandy desert
> I struggled to move ahead,
> burned my feet and scalded my skin,
> hurt my face in disgrace;
> a camel limped and terror laughed -
> a mirage-affected victim...
>
> Buried under the heaps of sand,
> your voice reassured my crying soul
> and led me to a new panorama -
> a cool and moonlit night -
> where innocent laughter of shiny stars
> awoke me to a new dawn.
>
> Here sun was bright, but cool,
> human frame weak, but divine,
> and I could worship you
> without 'I, me, and mine'.
>
> In the dazzling crowd of civilization,
> culture was trying to sprout, and
> I was no more compelled to wander
> to distant lands in search of peace.
> --
>
> c s shah
>