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A Meditation
I have lived a long and happy life With many friends and lovers too And now I only cleave to you And I am tired with all this strife I would seek peace of mind with all desires left far behind; But I am confused by my desire. It clouds my vision as smoke before a fire. Desire takes so many forms And like the burning fire which warms Cannot ever find satisfaction As all that’s in its path meets only destruction There has to be a way of removing all desire and so achieving peace. Is death the only option? I am distraught. This cannot be ‘Seek My path’ says He who is eternal, alpha and omega. He says ‘ I am your Lord Dispater I am the God of all creation Bow down before me For you are free Let me feel your exaltation Fear not death they see you not before your birth And after death invisible again You are seen between two unseens why in this truth find sorrow Embrace the peace of death my son All sorrows left Desire is conquered No more strife.’ No and again No! I have defined I’ll not accept this so called god, primitive He is but a product of my mind My life is mine and I choose to live
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