The Gunas
The Gunas three twirl us around
Hemmed in, all we may do is to respond
In waking, dream and deep sleep states
Mindful not to trauma bond
Tamas or sloth, a measure of our instinct
Stupor and inertia bogs us down
Yet if our heart be love inked
Transformed as light, we can never drown
Bemused by illusions, Rajas, fire of desire
Propels identity into action
But dwelling in stillness, eye of each storm
Feral urges gain no traction
Purity of Satva is the love and light of Self
A singularity wherefrom we chose to descend
Thus vaporising lower mind in surrender
We behold our inner being ascend
The see-saw battle of mind-body and senses
Manifests through the Gunas, that we may learn
That if God be the sconce within our heart
His flame of love and light in us will forever burn
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