Becoming Arjuna - Poem by Minnoor srinivasan
I implored the Mistress of poetic Vision, thus;
Grant me valor invincible
Like Arjuna of Mahabharatha.
Seeing my anguish and quest
Pleading and plight, the Mistress obliged;
Talk to my mind’s ear.
“You are devoured by desire.
Let me guide: grow in valor.
Take the subtle Bow of Life.
Having two ends with one string of
As two ends good and otherwise
Aspire to rise above petty whimper.
Have the target of Foe internal - Maya.
Illusion, the deceptive
Elusive Fish which is in whirl constant.
Let the arrow sharp,
The Meditation arrow Surge into
The realm - beyond,
Into the space Inner-
From being to Becoming
Yes. Becoming Arjuna! .
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