THE LITTLE “I”
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 31st July 2021)
Man – the dumb ignorance in awakening vast
The poor little urchin glued to the inconscience stark,
A tiny speck of dust in the Absolute’s ocean stretch
The ignoble, evil doomed to its miserable mortal death.
Life not limited in its limited robe of flesh and blood,
Spirit not entitled to loiter in the miry mud
Pain and suffering are the only self-made disaster
To reach the invisible self-existing unity:  the divine goal.
All futile attempts to create God in his own image
Rather than to reach the godhead stage by stage,
The child, savage and animal- all three manifest in his finite orb
To the great purpose he is born, but how to serve!
The concept of reward and punishment is not the goal
Then incessant you do go on playing the fictitious role,
The childish desire you possess within to reach Heaven or Hell
The mad ethics of repentance makes you dream of the Kingdom of Bliss to dwell.
To reach the passion unlimited in an all-seizing embrace
To grow in the Light of Wisdom in the higher evolutionary emergence
The self-fulfilling Delight to become one with Unity in diversity
The Soul’s journey is to reach the ultimate goal in human life.
You are one with all and all with one,
You are alone in the endless Ecstasy but truly not alone.