Center of Mass (poem)

A cardboard cut like a circle,

can be balanced on the tip of a knife,

at its center,

for that is where its center of mass lies.



Similarly,

I feel balanced,

as long as I stay anchored,

with my Source of happiness within.



A cardboard cut like a crescent,

cannot be balanced on the tip of a knife,

at any point,

for its center of mass lies outside the shape.


Similarly,

I land up perturbed,

each time I anchor,

my happiness with a Source outside.

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Aum Tat Sat