Bhagavadgita And The Soul
I live myself and leave myself,
by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
And when I appear, you shall appear
You and my every atom stay connected to God.
I remain hidden in you;
Every word, each dropp of blood, formed,
Born here, my parents and his parents are the same.
Body and mind is fragrances by me,
World is fragrances by me,
I breathe the fragrance, but people do not see me.
But the world here is rotten, it is odorless;
I want to fly and want to undisguised and naked;
To tell the world—who are you?
The smoke from the stinking world,
Chokes my breath, kills the love thread;
They have lost their connection with me.
The feeling of riches and arrogance, all false;
Listen to the inner talk and forget the knit of identity,
Me and my mystery, is the only light.
I am clear and sweet and unseen is cleared by seen,
Delivering the best, vexing the worst;
Marching for the perfection, if admire self.
All organs attributed to me are dear to me,
Not an atom or inch is vile to me,
I am delighted to see my devotees happy.
Hands of God are near to me,
Spirit of God is dear to me,
All the men and women are brothers and sisters to me.
Ignorant question the existence and supremacy of soul,
But I am always alive and well somewhere,
I move and move and never stop.
Every one born and die here is lucky,
I pass death to deliver a new cheerful babe,
I am not on earth but a part of this earth.