REFLECTIONS

Ego's driven by crude desire for pleasure,
Pleasure without graded guage or measure,
It views sex, money, and goods as treasure;
Unrestrained it rushes after aimless leisure.

'Twould be wiser to be much more profound,
Reflect on wisdom that Great Sages found;
Exercise control, bury ego in the ground,
Build the shrine of Self Realisation on its mound.

Let life glow golden, not grimly greyer,
That must be our fervent earnest prayer,
Surrender to God's will as a brave yea-sayer,
Love our dear own Self and our near close neighbour.