Karma Yoga Poem by Praveen Kumar In Shobha Priya

Karma Yoga



Seasons come, spread new moods and go
In dispassionate cycle, ordained by nature,
Like cool players on stage in and emotional play
Who revisit unruffled in fresh moods every time.

The fierce eye of the Heaven slides over sky a'day
And spreads bright flames all over the way
Every new day, in gay unperturbed motion
For ages as new worlds were born and died.

The nature works in predestined mould,
The nature walks in predetermined route,
The nature forms in mould already cast
In the hearth of the past that mellows future.

Passions seize in false fears and hopes,
Emotions rouse soul to pains and pleasures
While and world rolls like tides of deep sea
In dumb rectitude beyond human heart and mind.

The birth and death and all within and outside
Of the grand womb of symbiotic celestial system
That works in ain design are all mere tools,
To serve in righteous abandonment.

It is how we work in the world,
It is how the world works with us;
While we work for this world,
Neither the work is ours nor the world.

Acts, not passions, constitute the cause and effect world,
Duties, not emotions, run the cause and effect world,
Detachments, not attachments, are subtle founts of happiness
In this huge automation where acts unwind motions.

Hearts and minds must trust the celestial rules,
Its harsh and smooth divine bearings
In stoic acceptance, in resigned indifference
While mould all acts for duty's sake.

This is the crux of KARMA YOGA,
This is the mix of karma and viraga,
This is the science of liberating from bonds,
This is the secret of Anantha Shanthi.

Passions are bonds, emotions are bonds
That bind to endless attachments;
Causes are bonds and effects are bonds
That drag into unending vicious circle.

Inactions, a sin against the celestial order,
Duty, a holy term for the world that gives life;
Like comets that run in definite paths,
All acts move in leash in stable route.

If you know this, you conquor the world,
If you know this, you attain Lord Siva,
If you know this, Satya and Saundharya
Dawn on the soul as Paramananda.

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