The Funnel Of The Mind Poem by sookdeo manansingh manansingh

through the funnel of the mind
flows the fluids of poison and nectar
\we sow
into the fire of intelligence
we make pure
by the knowledge we come to know
we alone have the power
to change our destiny
when we learn to forget the past
and look towards the future
to live
to transform our old habits
and create a new beginning
where we can unite
and come to forgive

every dream of ours
comes to life
only when the time is right
although it is not possible
to have everything
we share a common vision
under the one same light
the sympathy we share with others
makes us feel
as if its our own
under the same bond of wisdom
we have the privilege
to make ourselves known

sometimes we may have to surrender
what is closest to the heart
that leaves us no choice
when we look to the outcome
of opportunity
we give to others
to make us rejoice
whatever we leave
in the mirror of this world
will reflect the image
to our purpose of birth
no matter whatever disaster
should occur
mother nature will accept
all we can offer
upon the earth

the shield of our faith
will keep away
the darkness of ignorance
for us to follow the truth
every step we take
along the journey of life
will to the end
come to bare fruit
we must not be attached
to the things of the world
when we come to know
the power of the mind
for the temple of the soul
will come to ashes
when everything
will be left behind