Mine or yours,
yours or mine,
life is hard to define,
when our mind and heart
is empty of the Divine.
We forgetful souls,
have the habit of
claiming this and that to be ours.
We forgetful souls.
have the habit of,
controlling others.
A possessive voice echoes
within the chambers of our hearts:
‘This body is ours,
that mind is ours,
that land, that lake, that Earth-
all ours to manage.’
Forgetting the simple truth,
that right from the start,
life was something borrowed,
something gifted, something not ours!
Forgetting the simple truth,
that we are living on rent.
Rented bodies, rented talents,
rented hearts, rented minds!
But at the end of the day,
there is always rent to pay!
Our rent can’t be paid with
money, possessions, or power!
Our Landlord Divine,
has only one request-
to serve and dance,
until the final rest.
Our Landlord Divine,
has only one request-
to dive deep and surrender
all the rest.
‘Give up this body, this mind,
and come with Me,
for your Final Test!’-
Our Landlord Divine,
never ceases to call us
the forgetful souls,
with His Flute Divine.
Gladiator's Path 