Lake Of The Mind

Lake of the mind,
To which we're bound,
Thoughts creates ripples,
Can peace be found?

Lake is disturbed,
From countless lives,
Countless births, deaths,
Children and wives.

We are a drop,
God is the ocean,
How to become free,
From the grip of emotion?

To still the lake,
Needs grace and devotion,
The mind always creating,
Hate and commotion.

We need a Guru,
Guru is a wave,
Fully conscious and clear,
How ourselves to save?

We are waves too,
Not conscious of whole,
Everything organised,
All playing a role.

To play life's game,
Is to win infinity,
To lose all limits,
To freedom and ability.

This is only achieved,
When mind is still,
Heart can then shine,
With an inner will.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Completed 15/5/08 on train to KY lesson in Harbourne, Birmingham
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Inspiring indeed.

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