Wake Up My Dear Child

GOD

The “I” but a misperception
Of a beginning long gone
Captured by perception
Now a redundant reborn

Repeat it will until seen clearly
The “I”, a say, is in everything
In truth, it’s just a repeat really
Of an empty idea worth nothing

But since long ago “I” been invested
A label, a fable,  now turned a gamble
Of what was unreal “real” seemingly infested
All but just a delusional preamble

Asleep indeed long we have been
Of a happening that doesn’t exist
Replay replay amidst a Dream
One day, one day, wakeup be seen

Oh! “I” what an amazing pedia
A puppet that laugh and yet can cry
Except all but a silly strange idea
A happening that should have since run dried

A gentle repeating call
Wake up my dear child
Of events that deserve fall
Ending all unnecessary wild

The life we live is but an error
Nothing in it is worth pursuing
Except a journey ending tis terror
Otherwise all but a futile perusing

So long as life still ongoing
Let it be for the sake of Undoing
With extra time guide another being
Then life is worth living

A Mind Unknown

Since unknown views came to rise
Of each moment mind comes to contact
Unnoticed these views breed surprise
From innocence now to attack

Blindly the mind investing in views
Reinforcing its belief through clinging on
From innocence to ignorance it goes askew
Unknowing a nightmare comes following on

Mindlessness indeed now the mind’s hunger
As senses continuously come to contact
Awaiting thereon unimaginable danger
From thwarted views coming to interact

Difficult indeed to ward this menace
Of persistent mindlessness way of living
With consistent wrong views in harass
Life with no wakefulness a mere misgiving

Diligence in right perception indeed a precious
For one who day and night on mindful toil
Tuning the mind towards wise gracious
An unwise mind before now been foiled

Let life be consistently lived in nobility
Whatever experience let it be seen clearly
Of a mind not ours yet our responsibility
Trusting one day this mind be left dearly

Until then diligence in presence our only bread
Reminding ourselves our mind’s business
Whilst in great challenges the world we thread
Having faith in this Way our only success