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Like a slave to my body
this depression sinks
into my mind -
I am weeping.
The mysteries I want
that I try so hard
that I'm seeking.......
Seem so simple, yet complex
like a random puzzle
veiled by a cloak
no one can conjure
This perplexes and surrounds
what I would have done
and so remains only
shreds of a shroud
still uncovered
Of course the veil of the worlds
would not come undone
just by my wanting
Still there must be
some secret key
that I am longing
to be yet discovered
Why must it be so closely
guarded
to those who would wish
to transcend this
bottomless well of grounded
existence?
I suppose it obviously
right
that it be earned
purchased, again and again
by the fire of determined
effort, perseverance, sacrifice
Like fire on the altar
forbearing even life after life
It is easy to pray
and grace, by the Lord is
surely given
Still, it is desire,
stronger than will -
more potent than wish, hope, want
desire beyond meaning
beyond scope, beyond reason
One - pointed - narrow - focus
broad enough in spectrum
to find a realm beyond -
and to live - to live inside it.
Navasi devi dasi
5/9/2009
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