A slave forever
Remains chained to her master
For what is the value of light
If she cannot cast a shadow?
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SONYA KASSAM 
beautiful. maya jaal.
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Oh, I don’t know how I missed this comment. What is Maya jaal?
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Oh Sonya ji, your poems are great in that one can see in them like a mirror one self or get lost like in a maze, always searching and in the end forgetting what one was searching and even why. I could see in this one the man’s eternal chase of the worldly shadows like riches, comfort, glory, lust etc. All these are referred to as maya jaal (maya= worldly gains, jaal= net)
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Well, I learnt a new phrase, which is as beautiful as the message in your comment. Many, many thanks for teaching and encouraging me.
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Quite a philosophical thought, Sonya. :)
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It is very open isn’t it Ranu :)
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Deep and meaningful – who the slave, who the master? Can one ever be unshackled from the other? Is that enlightenment?
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Thoughtful comment Kunal
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Dear Sonya,
This poem, for me, conveys quite some depth in regard to us, as shadows of the Light.
All good wishes,
robert
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The shadows have more to say than light…
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