On Walking

When I walk

I walk through three layers of experience

First :

The first is about the surface of my skin,

Immediate feedback of my senses .

My boots are tight

There is a twig in my sock

My backpack wont fit square on my shoulders!

But if I walk through that

Those sensations eventually fade

And they’re replaced by bubbling thought

A burgeoning of ideas and insights

A sense of joyous chatter in mind

This is the point of walk

When interior of mind feels luxuriant

A place so pleasurable to inhabit

That i never want my legs to stop!

If I carry on walking , eventually tha fades too

At some point, I reach a very different state of mind

A place beyond words

In which I feel quiet and empty

This is my favorite phase of all

An open space in which

I am nothing for a while

Just an existence with moving parts

And a map in my hand, whose feet know the route

And do not need my interference

Nothing happens here or so it seems

But in its aftermath

I find my most profound insights!

Life in Bangalore