Sunday, November 27, 2022

The Temptress

The vivid colours and the beautiful sounds
Lure me, bind me to everything around

I stretch out and, with tiny fingers, grasp 
Relatives and friends, so many to clasp

I hold tight to things infinite
Believing they belong to me, indefinite

So much gold and diamonds to mine
Working hard to make them all mine

Showered with your kind abundance
I still seek wealth with no reluctance

How patiently you bear our abuse
Making us, even the heavens, refuse

All glittering, catching our eye
Entrapping us and satiating the 'I'
 
So that we come back again and again
Seeking pleasure, even if laced with pain

The other worlds we do not know of
You blind us to them by giving all we ask for

Food, lands, wealth and fame
Making us want to make a name

A mirage that moves as we do
With temptations many, you woo

So that we return again and again
For they all look like a great bargain

We seek nothing higher or spiritual
In the garb of a mother but really the seductress

Smothering us with things, so we remain
Fulfilling our needs in your domain

Knowing all that we get is left behind
Yet we come back again and again

There are but a few who escape you
Seeking and finding themselves anew

Till our eyes open after a hard fall
And strive hard to ignore your call

To drop it all and seek liberation
Seeing you from far with veneration 

I am wiser now, o mother mine
I revere you but have other paths to find

I loosen my grip so I may be free
Knowing it is all but a hazy dream.




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