Religions
Religions
The entire Budhist monk"s life is but a preperation,
For his Death Point or moment of seperation.
The Jains have santhara,
Quitting life consciously to join with the paramatma.
The hindus go into samadhi,
Where there is no Congress,Shiv Sena,BJP or Samajwadi.
The Christian merges with the holy spirit,
Peace no more desperate.
The sufi mystic to become one,
Dances,twirls,prays,trances to get the job done.
Aghora means illumined with light,
Longing for Shiva in whom they delight.
Shamanism or the art of ecstacy,
The ultimate being one with the super entity.
There is no need to change your faith,
And on your old religion lay a wreath.
Copyright © Mohit Misra | Year Posted 2005
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