My body is my enemy
and I am waging war against it
always day and nights.
My body is always trying to
overpower me by heedlessness
and indolence but I abstain.
I am satisfied with whatever
I get but my body has certain
desire that I am trying to forget.
My intellect remains unattached
to my body though it is in the body
and I am study the incidents, things and persons.
I want to know the reality
between my body and me here at this time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great pondering over the intellect and diminishing physical self, enjoyed reading this your write!