from thought to thought
one’s mind goes
like water filling cups
of various shapes
or water forming sinuous rivers
over a varied landscape:
and at each turn
one thinks one is one’s thoughts
one thinks one is one’s conditioning
and one takes on all the creed and ideology;
so that now one is a member of a group
or now one is angry, one is sad, one is happy
rarely does one see one’s conditioning;
rarely does one see beyond the word and image
Raj Arumugam
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-thought-to-thought/
