Mind Poem by Subrata Ray

My Master was always gracious to me,
His piety to my queries as much he could be,

Once in a rare opportunity, I took privilege of his concern,
With bowed head I place my appeal, a-haunted within and ran.
Shire what is mind and how does it act,
What is the mystery behind mind ‘s fact,

“His ocean-depth calmness, broke the silence,
As if he was rising from me dative trance.
Mind is Time’s horse, something like plasma,
Tinged and wrenched with alpha, beta omega,
Mind is a cobra, with poisoned cover gem,
In life’s ups and downs it plays the game.
Mind is a rope between instinct and desire,
Here it is shining, there it is dark, and lits the fire.
It consists of two opposite force,
Centripetal and centrifugal, in life’ course.
With centripetal the Devil clouds the soul,
Wealth, greed, lust, then become the goal,
Centripetal tends the mind to the Vast Unconscious,
It dashes the Devil, erases the evil, and sprouts focus.

Mind is the Satan of the biblical –hell,
But at the same time it is the glorious angel.
Mind takes lease, the life’s feast,
Less it is light then fog and mist”.

Shire, how then we can know the mind?
“With strong conscience, you can find,
Manliness and meditation keeping behind.
Detaching its movement from matter,
Keeping aloof from inconsistent and flatter
Reforming habits and base desires,
A day to day change from where you were”.
Thus the growth of mind is evolution of consciousness,
Somewhat, but unlike of the advance of material process.

In the initial stage two things you do require,
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