Life Poem by Sathya Narayana

Let people oppose, abuse,
harass, talk crass
and become envious
of your success.

Let come losses, hassles
and inexplicable distress
and let collapse
your concrete dreams.

Confidence is the sorceress
and in her hand
there's courage; the caduceus
to vamoose all this trash
to placate
every swelling antithesis.

Walking through the ruins
with smiling lineaments
you can still build
your own heavens.

Try this, try that,

anything virtuous,
that pleases
the inner Goddess
as gracious
and righteous.

If still triumph your enemies
from inner and outer sources...
wait!

Beyond this body fleece
that flees in knavish winds one day...
there is a soul forever that lives
to give you another body and life
and another chance to rejoice.

Wait till then with patience
when you can amass
all the pleasures
for you this universe reserves.