Lamentation Of Deviation Poem by Reza Raza

Coming to the dying wharf,
Swimming life is trembling like a leaf
Deviation is a must in the stream.
Pushing the current along the nose,
Really tough to reach Siddhartha's court
Even your meditating mind is also
Deviating daily like the forbidden fruit eating Adam.

You will give the boon avoiding the youthful elephants,
The sands of this hope are now finished,
But I chant to you, on the edge of the burning life
Wait for the revelation and the stream of beehive breaking honey!
The conscious antenna to catch your gift also falls down in the worldly storm
The mast breaks down, the primordial deep blue of the horizon burst into pieces
Desert sands fly, rows of camel caravans move, burning ashes in the fire of misery.