Waves

I woke up in dissolution,

engulfed by material illusion,

covered by layers of confusion,

drowning in impermanent delusions,

I grasp to take a breath of

transcendental fresh air  

but alas, I fall short

from the perfect condition.

The situation is dire,

I am really getting tired

of being uninspired

and I feel that my heart is on fire

 burning off its last

spiritual desires.  

I found myself drowned

by the waves of material desires-

оne day being on the top,

the next at the bottom,

experiencing happiness and distress,

fear and hope,

love and hate,

victory and defeat.

Alas, wave after wave

my heart withers away,

without any spiritual gains!  

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

when will that day be mine,

when the waves of transcendental nectar

wash away all that I claim as mine?!

When will the waves of transcendental nectar

put off the raging fire of material desires?  

When will the waves of transcendental nectar

 wash away all the worries, lust, anger?

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I have come to reclaim

 what’s rightfully mine,

and I am ready to beg for it,

all the time!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

indeed, I live on borrowed time,

so, I petition You to resign,

and allow me to hear Your Flute Divine!

I petition You to resign,

and allow me to join Your Dance Divine!

I petition You to resign,

for there is no time,

I am ready to

take shelter

and beg You to make

my heart a dime!

Your so-called servant,

is serving his time!