Is it the lines
drawn by the unseen
hand
Is it the lines
traversed by the planets
and stars
Is it the lines
drawn by the social norms
and taboo
Is it the lines
etched upon one’s hands
or feet
Is it the lines
of one’s prejudice
and pride
Lost in this needless
intrigue, one lets life
go by
Never shall most humans
explore the borderless
nature of one’s being
Lines have no meaning
for a being lost in love
From Sadhguru Spot (http://blog.ishafoundation.org/sadhguru-spot/poem-the-divide/)
