Mystique Enigma

Reminds me of a small story .....

To a traveler who asked how he could tell a true Master from a false one the Master said shortly, "If you are not yourself deceitful, you will not be deceived." 

 To his disciples the Master later said, "Why do seekers assume that they themselves are honest and all they need is a test to detect deceit in Masters?"

When the breath fades
In Autumn shades
Does one sit silent
To admire the blaze?

When the sun light shines
And darkness fades
Is it the mind that sleeps
Or life that awakes ?

Is it butterflies one’s chase
Or the life one desires
Forgetting to realize
The breath’s on fire ?

When emotions play
And the mind goes astray
Does the moment fade
Or is it a life that’s erased ?

May be the questions
Are irrelevant to mind
Cause ones life is curtailed
To a ‘self’ righteous mind

And so the wind blows
Undaunted and Free
As one stands silent
The mind is set free

Egoistic I am,

yet humble at heart

Soft of voice,

the gentle kind

Talented maybe,

quite hard to say

A ‘Human Being’

I do proclaim

Heaven knows

what makes me tick

How I long

for love & peace

True to words

sometimes I lie

To understand me

just live my life