Anyone can seem serene…

Have inner peace

When in its dream…

Scholars and wise men have condemned,

This trick and short cut to a higher soul

Raised consciousness, or so it seems

The price is high; it takes its toll

For years the argument exists

Some who use defend its gift

But you my friend are an example prime

Self-realisation takes patience and time

Short cuts in haste, will be repented at leisure

Don’t kid yourself you have found its treasure

The motive is clear, I’ll tell you again

Pretending mastery of oneself brings sorrow and pain

No one is fooled, everyone knows

You can paper the crack but every crack shows

There is only one path to getting it right

Its slow and hard going, not gained overnight

Maybe this lesson is the first of many learned right

I’ll pray to Lord Krsna for your sake tonight.