Running
through the dense suffocating path
Where the
merciless life was living fast
I was
wandering through the maze of tumult
Searching
for the contended me and laze
Strayed in
the enchanting stares and heart fires
Wanted the
exhausted and tired me to scream
Lost
harmony was finding no way to flow
The
hindered self when asked for mercy
Ears were
bewildered to resonate with the cord
O child!
Why roving
outside!
Why not
looking into the very origin of tiredness
The self
Peeping
outside the real will enervate and smash
Your
tiredness reflects the lack of self in you
Exhausted
you elude to the deprived essence
And
extinguished flames of devotion towards
the very
must, “I”
The
endearment you carry in the cold heart,
My child is
not for universal oneness but
Is for avaricious
love
Disconnected
warmth sprouting inside you
Cant soothe
but oneness can
If the
darkness of your path wants twinkling of affection
Beyond any
constrains
How would
the serenity
Afar the
capacity
And beyond
Worldly peace
The one
which touches the realm above this falsity would be yours,
Fate
Then You
would be whirling in dense shades of Universal Oneness
Where you
will be you
Your Self
would be dancing in the freedom without chains
The
tiredness of your soul would vanish
Where
empathy and sympathy will enjoy equilibrium
And the
light of self coincides the real self
My child!
You
Universe
And
Self
Will merge
and becomes one
One never
gets tired
Neither
astray
But finds
The
ultimate truth
And lasting
peace
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