672. Ship And Small Boat - 070310 Poem by Raman Savithiri

How am I to cross the ocean of transgression
By this brittle body boat?
Surrounded by karma everywhere
Know not which track to take
Know not which stroke to make
Simply I sail the boat for the sake of sailing
Simply I live the life for the sake of living

As years roll
As age turns me old
I am afraid if I could reach the coast
Before the body boat is worn out!

Millions and millions of boats around me
Deluding my path by their directions
Confusing me by their foolish actions
Drop a veil and block my eyes!

By ignorance they fill their boats
With ‘I’ and ‘mine’
And with heavy metal thoughts
Of slick wealth and relatives delicate
And lo! They sink howling!

I, knowing the cause
Try to unload my boat
Each day fling out ‘I’ and ‘mine’!
As I lighten the boat
The sea winds drag
My boat to a big ship!

That ship is You, My Master!
At last I found You!
I just attach my life
To Your lotus feet
And I keep quiet
No more fret
I only see to that
Further loading not!
I know for sure
You will drag me
To the shore of Liberty!