Gita: The Song of Life – 11

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Sri Krishna:

“The asuric man claims he is a saint,
A scholar,
Guide,
Reliable and true.

But his head is thrice its size, with pride.
He boasts about his learning, power, and wealth—
His skill and schemes—they are his kith and kin.
His heart is hard, his temper is short.

He shouts in anger;
His voice is rough.
He knows very little of who he is,
And where he came from, and whother he goes.

He has no God;
He cannot explain…
How things began—
And why they end.

He ever bent…
And piling riches—
By any means,
High or low.

He hates the good—
In whom, I shine.
He shuts his eyes and closes his ears,
For fear of seeing Me and hearing My voice.”

Arjuna:

“Krishna, I long to use my ears, to merge in You,
The Brahman, come in the form of man,
With the name Krishna—so fitting for You!
To gain the goal, should I become a monk?”

Sri Krishna:

“Arjuna, you can be a monk, in a midst of men!
You can enter the shrine in your heart and close the door
Through which the world comes in—
And Be—alone with yourself, which is Me.

You need not weigh the pros and cons.
You need not bother with right or wrong.
With all your mind, take refuge in Me!
Through grace of Mine, you will have—peace!

Dear Arjuna, I have told very few this secret ‘key’ to peace and joy.
Think it over, over, and over—then, I leave it to you.
Act, as you like. You are My closest friend, keenest pupil.
Hence, this gift of grace from Me. Keep it alive in memory, all through life.

Let your mind—be full of Me.
Let your self—be bound to Me.
Let your worship—be given, to Me.
Let your head—be bent, before Me.

You will reach Me:
Be sure of that.
Give up doubt!
Stop all waverings.

When you have no ‘I,’
Why worry and fear?
All your acts are right.
Believe Me, they are holy.

Accept My Will,
As your very breath—
I shall save you from sin!
Don’t grieve.

Partha, tell Me, have you listened,
And learned, with single mind,
All that I said, from this seat, on the chariot—
To your downcast heart and head?

Have those fears and falterings fled from you?
Your plight was due to your not knowing much—
Of your own Self,
This world of mine and God.”

Arjuna:

“Lord, by Your Grace,
The delusion is cleared,
And Maya has fled!
I know, now, the Atma I had forgotten, long.

I shall not waver, hesitate with doubt.
I shall willingly, obey!
Say the word—
It is done!”

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