Under green leaves a dream of joy,
In forest as deer hears song of hunter,
Spiders have weaved fine nets,
To trap insects and keep in cage,
Getting attraction of spider webs,
Thinking these as freshly bloomed flowers,
By mistake insects come to drink honey,
And they fall in trap of spider webs,
They easily do not become able to come out.
Soul taking birth having a body in Earth,
He opens eyes and sees changing beauty,
But gradually wings of illusion capture him,
Senses motivate him and he runs behind matters,
By mistake he thinks himself as a human body,
Although he drives this body and he is energy,
Forgetting that he is consciousness,
He forgets properly driving body
And sometimes body drives him by senses,
So easily vices capture him through matters,
Due to attachment in material things,
He does not become able to detach soon.
Like the spider webs in green trees,
Five vices like lust, greed, anger
Attachment and ego which are vices of body,
These trap him several times in way
And keep him in the prison of illusion,
The person does not recover him easily,
Performing bad actions he acquires sins,
Wings of illusion make him dance as a puppet.
Oh dear soul, you are conscious self luminous light
Recognize yourself and awaken self to drive body,
You are eternal child of God and you have purpose,
His wisdom you practice and break vices soon,
Do not keep attachment either in body or matters,
You have to have your cosmic journey alone in light,
You have positive aura within and around you,
Performing pure actions in righteous path,
You gain virtues and values of eternity,
Spiritual values like love, kindness, forgiveness,
Non-violence, peace and truth you practice,
You get peace and bliss and give peace to others,
You learn the art of selfless service
And attachment-free living,
Finally be careful and clever to lead life,
Soon you surrender before God,
Then only wings of illusion will leave you,
Coming out from prison of illusion,
Feeling the greenness of trees and natural beauty,
Getting infinite, eternal and righteous freedom,
You can fly high in cosmic abode to meet father.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,10 April 2018. All rights reserved.