Maya is bliss
Steering clear of what may illude,
All things mundane and looking good,
As our religious texts seem to allude—
Avoiding world of make-believe,
I wonder what I’d to my self give,
For scarce can one for Self ‘lone live,
This way spirit may upward strive,
The self deprived fails to arrive.
Illusion warps the world in her sway,
But myth of the mundane is all there is.
I wonder if illusion is bliss
As ignorance is for the lay,
Truth is truth should the soul take part,
Life is lived for the head and heart,
An if illusion were not there,
Man would invent it from somewhere!
Truth’s reality’s too hard to digest,
To most of us Maya is comfort best.
To see the illusion that this world be,
man aught to advance fairly high on the
evolutionary ladder. He may have reached
the crest of Darwin’s evolution, but each
one has a long way to go to reach the
spiritual evolution, which our ancient texts
talk about. And this journey takes long.
I feel man needs to become first a good
human being, recognising that his soul,
and that of the others, is no different,
before realising the truth of his own Self.
To put it differently, He has to take care
of his self before delving into Self (atman) .
Till then the illusion of Maya will continue
- Musings | 09.06.07 |
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