Free Will Vs Destiny

Free will whose An egoic ruse Please excuse Offered clues The mind body enigma An outer form we call jiva Inner layer soul or Atma All within God or Paramatma This preamble in place The line of inquiry we face From our core at an easy pace Truth recognised solely by His grace We the jiva with senses external Having narrow agendas ephemeral In joy & sorrow rotation cyclical Live out a life tragicomical Our the thus delusion In myriad of maya borne illusion Egoic thought fuelling confusion Mires us in stupor of stagnation Freedom instant by thought cessation Resting fear & desire agitation In restful prayerful meditation Igniting within divine love bliss elation However being bound by our own hand Matrix of life yet we are yet to understand We ask about free will before we can stand The light within veiled by mundanity bland So do we have free will ... We indeed do if we are still When divine love in our heart we instil As the elixir of bliss within overspills As for destiny Of mind body entity There is a blueprint but with no finality Free will determining turbidity or serenity When will we be free we hear ourself ask In effortless stillness getting to the task Is-ness of presence in joy does bask Having discarded the ego mask One day Any day Today Hip hip hooray! 12-September-2020