A mystery
Eyes don’t see.
With them I see.
Ears don’t hear.
With them I hear.
Who is the doer of I?
If it is mind
Where does it stay?
If it stays in brain,
Does it control the brain?
If so, don’t you doze
When you drive or
When you watch night play
Against your will?
Who controls then brain?
It must be something,
Neither corporal nor emotional.
Can it be soul?
Can it be genes?
A mystery unsolved.
24.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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