Many seek the wisdom of life,
In endless pursuit,
Caught between conflicted thoughts,
On existence's root.
It's true insight you should chase,
Not mere the superficial knowledge.
Your quest for truth imparts meaning
To your life on earth,
A path where the mind's ailments heal.
Stand steadfast as a mystic true,
To unveil the meaning that's meant for you.
True mystics feel with hearts pure, untainted,
Not just what's painted on walls around.
How can the blind be asked to see,
If not with the divine eyes, to know true meaning?
It's folly to lean on borrowed wisdom's lore,
If your own wisdom words don't reveal the core.
Only the deluded, disillusioned give up in defeat,
Because of not waking up their divine intellect.
MyKoul
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