Away from this mire,
to serenity and equipoise;
no senselessness dire,
no obstacle, no noise.
Let the river of equanimity,
carry all in its arms;
the world in its entirety,
protected from harm.
Down to the ocean of placidity,
withdrawn from delusion and fear,
amid azure tranquility,
one finds one’s true Self near.
Confusions reign dominant on those
who give in to worldly distractions,
yet one can collect oneself and compose
by meditative contemplation of actions.
When one attains this state of reason,
deriving grace despite troubles of all kind-
unchanged within, through transient season,
one enjoys eternal peace of mind.
© Isha Garg