A Poem on Om

 A Poem on Om

Om, the first and sacred sound,

From you, all life is found.

You shaped the earth, the sky so wide,

And worlds beyond, where spirits ride.

The physical, the astral vast,

Celestial realms, forever cast.

You are the light, a star so bright,

A divine glow, in endless night.

A steady shine, so pure and deep.

On your bright light, our minds we keep.

In silent thought, we meditate,

Upon your truth, your radiant state.

May this pure light, so clear and kind,

Inspire our thoughts, our searching mind.

Bring wisdom true, enlightenment's grace,

Awakening spirit, in this sacred space.