Oh! Lord Krishna, My Intellect. Poem by Narayanan Nair. P Perunthanam

Oh! Lord Krishna, my intellect,
My body Your chariot I recollect.
My five senses: Thy five horses
My mind, Your dear feeble Arjuna!
In ditch my weak wheels slip, Alas!
Guide, hold bridles of organ nerves
Or else, my chariot may go astray,
With folded hands, Oh! Lord, Ipray.
May the intellectual logic and Reason
Be my Light; not emotional dimness.
Success is there where Lord Krishna
Guides and Arjuna, the archer acts. (THE BHAGAVAT GITA, Chapter,18: 78)