941. Mother, Lead From Darkness To Light 270308 - Poem by Raman Savithiri
As I move with many of my sisters and brothers,
If any one tries to dominate, my mind bothers!
Whether to become aggressive to subdue others
Or to forgive by having a heart that of mother’s?
Practical life-holders tell me to be aggressive.
Spiritual path-leaders tell me to be submissive.
I know not which action to be taken as decisive.
I look for You to guide me in each step delusive!
My karma leads me to be entangled in family life.
My dharma is not clear to me in birth-cycle strife.
Whether I have to add layers to my binding ego
Or to peel ego off which started long long ago?
When situations dim my sight to make me stumble
Seeking You, I heap my hands above my head humble.
When thick clouds shadow over me blocking Sun light
Lead me ever with Your Mother’s Love and Delight! 270308
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It is obvious, as Mr. RajaRam says, if one sows words and deeds of love and affection ultimately he will reap the same. No doubt.
But this poem is out of my personal experiences.
I had worked in many institutions. As I am from Mukkulaththaar(warrior) family, naturally I am aggressive. I used to have a sharp tongue. I realized it was not good. I practiced to be meek and humble beyond my natural flavour. But my practice turned myself to be a submissive snake of Swami Ramakrishna’s famous story.
People see my meekness as weakness and take advantage of it. Being a person in computer department I have to do small and big MS-OFFICE helps to colleagues. The management will also give me lavish work without any extra pay. At these junctures I really do not know what to do rather than doing that works with great difficulties sometimes even giving up proper sleep for days together. But after striving too much also I had seen the relationships slipping from my hand for unknown reasons!
So I use to think why I turned to be soft unlike my natural aggressiveness at young age.
To my disappointment when the relationship breaks in spite of my great struggle I turn towards God.
By trial and error I found a way out of this struggle.
Whenever I sense that something is wrong in any of the social relationship, instead of trying to make it alright by my trial, I will say all to God, and keep quiet. However a person humiliates me, I will not retaliate; I will not fall at one’s feet too, but handover the same to God. But I need to be very patient (sometimes even 6 months) . To my surprise in many cases the relationship became sweeter! ! . This poem is based on such dilemmas and their sweet end after total surrender. 270308
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