Kaivalya

I wonder, while the summer breeze Blows splendidly during the noon- Of when this life of mine shall soon By all its virtues come to cease. In forlorn nights of trembling cold When there's no moon to look upon I dream of stars beyond the sun Which glisten brighter than the gold. When 'tis time for the autumn rain That drops so hard causing this pang I think of all the bards who sang Of wealth and strife, of love and pain. I hear slow whispers around me "There is no devil to kill us And no desire to fulfill thus" I understand what I couldn't see. I wish to seek the Truth untold Unknown to many, and hence find The secrets lying in my mind- I shall then become strong and bold. P.Siddartha May 08, 2k5

Lest I mistake this summer rain As Thy blessing to heal my pain Lest I forget, my life of shame Whilst I still chant Thine Holy name Perchance I glance backward at moon, Hoping my dream will come true soon Lest I feel 'tis time to renounce And Thine own words lest I pronounce Do make me wise, let me be right Bless me follow the Divine Light. Before I lose this hazy game Before I burn in flames of blame Allow me chant Thine Holy name Thy name, sweet name, Thine Holy name. P.Siddartha April, 2005