To Reason With Thee, O Mind

Logic, nor reason thou hast thy own, No use O mind with thee to reason. Silent, when I seek an opinion, Or lion-like roar for no reason. One moment whilst ye hit a bull’s eye, Very next, thy reason is undone. Get melted to naught in deep silence, O what use to thee words of reason? Ye often rain nectar from heaven, Or venom rages for no reason. ___________________________________ Introspection |04.10.2021| Ghazal Poet’s note: As to atman, Bhagavad-Gita says: Thou art thy friend and foe at the same time. The same can well be said about one’s mind.