Today, instead of the usual posts, I shall share with you a poem:
Freedom’s Birth to Bondage
A noisy celebrated birth
Freedom is bound to birth
From being the Infinite Being
Pushed to living moments leased
In a soft warm cage
Hey Timeless begins to age
Wrenched into another new world
He protests, newly acquired senses in a swirl
Few years down the lane as She learns our ways
One evening in the grove, a fleeting memory invades
Whence forth it came?
what was it? We forget
We sought and desired the object of peace
He laughed and called us *Kasturi!
Questions, faith and Reasoning
Spirituality becomes life’s seasoning
As the lease shortens moments of panic lengthen
Do we crave to break the cage?
Will we embrace the sanatan way?
I learn, We try, and then?
Then I apostrophize
Consume them away! mind ego and their restraints
Show me myself, let me embrace my eternal Self
But time has not come
Lessons not yet learnt
I pray that I may crave
For freedom lost that day
*Kasturi – Musk deer