A Pilgrim in and out?
May sound odd to many
True, a Cannon Ball moment made him one,
The pilgrim who travelled ubiquitously
Miles, yes, on rough path,
Innermost and external,
Ambled hills and valleys, oceans and streams
Marched on murky and grimy path
Sat in a cave on contemplation
Enduring fasting and begging
Praying and yearning, gawking and yielding
To the surpassing power of the Spirit
Like a pupil, taught by the Master
Renewed in his inward-journey,
Oh! he gazed at the unfathomable realm of life
The stars and heavens glittered in his inner eyes!
Erudite that God is dynamic,
He altered on his journey
Conquered the mighty vanity,
Abandoned the old, assumed the new
Flogged on the ego
Cleansed the guiltiness