SELF ENQUIRY

In the grave world of grey shadows named Life,
What's the sacred task for our humanity?
For a soul maturing who loves Divinity,
On Life's Great Tree grow fruit transcending strife.
Midst worldly folk, we walk on a razor's edge
To gain Self's innermost affinity.
Enquiry and devotion form the hedge
That guards, 'til we reach blissful infinity.

Be strong and withdraw all errant thought
From worldly snares agitating monkey mind.
Depend on Self and simply ask as taught
'Who am I?' in every task we find.
Our True Nature then shines free of support,
In every act, that One alone is sought!