Krishnanand Guptar Poet Rhyme

Treading Down the Journey of Life

Treading Down the Journey of Life

                            I have trodden down the journey of life
                                 For lengthy decades and decades,
                               Through verdant overgrown bushes
                                And tall towering trees with shade;

	                I have trodden through thick shrubs with thorns	
                                   And grassy lanes fairly straight,
                             Through steep slopes snaking with scorns
                                    And valleys whispering with winds;

                                I have trodden through tough cliffs
                                    Overlaid with cactus and moss
                                    And slippery and rugged reefs
                               When the waves had ebbed to a low;

                                I have journeyed for days and days
                                   Through the chilly gales of winter,
                                       That imposed a bodily rest,
                            And through the scorching sun of summer;

                              I `ve travelled though lanes of the mind  
                                 And scanned the rumblings of the self
                               As far as resource I could find,
                                    As far as I could stretch myself;

                                  I have tried to link with the soul
                                    To be guided all day and night
                                        And to be duly enlightened
                                    By its light ever shining bright;

                                      I have tried to submit myself
                                     To the Supreme Almighty Lord
                                    To reap His blessings and mercy
                                       As far as I could best afford;

                                       The bodily pains I endure
                                 Seem to mean my zeal is not enough,
                                  And the wish of the Supreme Lord 
                                    Is with myself to be more tough;

                                   The will of the Lord seems to be
                                  To test my faith and trust in Him
                                And through frequent bodily pains
                                    To pitch me still closer to Him.

                                   Let me yield myself to His shrine,
                               Serve Him from the depth of my heart,
                                   Ever chant hymns that are divine
                                    And from His tie never do part;

                                   Let me never question His Will
                                    Nor ever drop my faith in Him,
                                   But let Him guide my path uphill
                                      Until the end of my journey
                                      As He is the sole controller
                                    Of the universe and every soul
                                        And the undisputed master
                                          Of our destiny in this life,
                                   Whose every endeavour and deed
                                        Has a valid reason, indeed,
                                      Who has existed since eternity
                                         And will exist until infinity.



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Written: 11 March 2023

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