When past fixes you
drags you down
into the grave in which it sleeps
Monotony grips your being
weariness begins to weigh heavy
it’s high time you sit still and breathe deep
Contemplate where you gone amiss
where took a wrong turn
rewind the film the truth to learn
Invoke your gut faith
to make a new start
wake up to a new dawn
Open the new page
look at it with the child’s eyes
see what wondrous surprises it hides
Relax and let go
till the time stands still
no past brooding, no future looming
Only total awareness
of isness
of this moment, Eternal.
(Yayati)
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