Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

No, no


No, no
You can not face me
You can not touch me
You can not come to me.

I am as pure as the sun
To call for a fight
Is not a fun.

I am the purest among the pure
You have no power, O my dear sins
To suppress me.

I have not attached myself
With anything here
Rather I have kept myself
At a far distant place
And I have acquired Truth
And acquired
Knowledge of Ultimate Truth.

Submitted: Monday, June 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013
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Main obstacle to the attainment of wisdom is attachment to the perishable pleasure. And it is for this attachment a man has no relish for spirituality, and without the taste for spirituality, it seems very difficult to gain knowledge, knowledge of Truth. So attachment is first enemy in this path. O men being the son of the nectar, detach yourself from all perishables.

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