A chariot steered Him away
From the moh-maya
Of life.
What will I need
To get rid
Of unwarranted attachments?
Whenever I sit to whine
About this and that,
About what could be and would not
I remember Him –
As He cast away
What was served to Him
On a platter!
Try as they could,
His parents unable to thwart destiny
And karma
Had to let Him go.
When shall I learn let go
Of undying expectations?
Desires growing like creepers
Slowly and steadily
Enter the vineyard
Of a superficial life.
When shall I find the straw
Of divine love
And climb up without feeling
The loss of hurt and hatred?
Of trust and tattered emotion?
When shall I strive
To walk the path
Of the Divine Soul?
