Hold Head High Poem by Praveen Kumar In Shobha Priya

Walk the path of hills and dales
Like an athlete on a marathon race;
For, ups and downs, a name of the game,
A design to rub vitals and tame.


Whatever you be, always you be,
In the pride of the self that burns inside;
Where you are and how you are, make
A natural route to the self's world.


Rise to the sky and hold head high,
There, none reach you to force you down;
Be hard like rock and pure like gold,
Pursue your path to reach your goal.


Keep eyes wide, ears on all sides,
But thoughts always close to heart,
Stand firm on the ground, rooted deep inside,
Keep away creepers, that obstruct your feet.


No cages impale, no ropes bind,
The self that always knows itself;
Who trusts himself, is own master,
Him, none disturb, all his life.


Sweep like wind and roll like tides
With crystal clear world in sight;
Head on shoulders, stand above all clouds
And hold all the world in own measures.


Light the world with the fire of the self,
Like the sun, who distances all:
Though near, you stay distant and dear
To open your doors at the self's pleasure.