Sunday 12 August 2012


We're like skinny skeletons in clothes of flesh and blood,
Sleep walking in a puzzling dream of hide and seek.
The mind's like some milk cow merrily chewing cud,
Be strong and rein it in, here's no place for the weak.
It's very wise to leave each single day behind,
Like a flowing stream be free from worry and woe.
Our problem dear friend lies in the sad ego mind,
It must be seized and then ordered out to go.
Blind ego can never know the spiritual heart,
Only the surrender of this vain treacherous foe,
Will reveal the way to use the sacred art
Of Self Enquiry, then truth we'll surely know.
This is the trusted royal path to liberation,
A way which shall surely lead to Self Realisation

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