DUST

DUST

Amidst of dust,
I was pure,
With simple mind,simple thoughts,
I believed in being pure.

I always saw dust,
But always knew it was impure,
I never touched it,
Because i was pure..

One day i saw something in dust,
something i longed for,
But how to get it,
Since I was pure..

I picked it,
thinking that dust will be removed in sometime,
but then i fell into dust,
i became impure..

I knew my mistake,
but now I was impure,
I tried to stand again,
because now i wanted to be pure..

i cried,
cried again,
but couldnt stand,
i fell again and again..

Amidst of dust,
I was in dust,
With tears in eyes,
i now longed to be pure..

I was mistaken,
yes, I know,
I never tried to stand,
leaving that thing behind..

Today, I left it,
to where it belonged,
And i tried to stand,
yet again I was pure...

Am i the same?
the same I was once back,
With no dust, simple thoughts,simple mind,
because now i am pure..

No,i am not the same,
now i donot want that thing,
now i cannot see it,
because NOW i am pure..

yes pure i was..
but purer i am..
with simple thoughts,simple mind,
now i will always be pure...