Straighten your mizzen and steady your oar Set sail for the hub of your centermost core Arrive at the middle Unravel the riddle Return to the One and debark on the shore
Confronted by battle Arjuna disputes But Krishna proposes more pious pursuits Accepting one’s duty With transient beauty Concerned with right action but not with its fruits
Psychic vicissitudes working cross purposes One thought dissolves and another one surfaces Feelings are fleeting So watch as you’re greeting The many sensations that consciousness furnishes
There’s a comforting concept of metempsychosis The spirit moves on while the flesh decomposes But the birth rate’s exceeded So new souls are needed And this is the number one problem it poses
There’s more than one method to meet the divine The road to salvation is not a straight line Skeptics, recall Worship no god at all While the foolish insist that there’s no god but mine
Respect the true source and you surely will hear it Only the wicked have reason to fear it To obtain inner peace Just learn to release And never forget to be mindful in spirit
Raised in the valleys and fed by the seas Borne on the breeze with the birds and the bees Gifted with birth From the womb of the earth My origins are not unlike those of the trees