The Ballad of Entangled Souls
The Ballad of Entangled Souls When thou art caught by modes, so dense, The truth, 'Satya,' lies but in past tense, Entangled deep in sensual taste, In myriad forms, thy soul misplaced. In body's prison, mind's cruel snare, Thou dost forget the Truth so rare, The knot of self, entwined so tight, Binds thee in dark, obscures the light. Yet lo, the Guru's hand so kind, Doth lift the veil from blinded mind, The knot removed by wisdom's touch, Thy soul doth find the truth, so much. Then starts the path of Navadha's grace, With heart anew, begins the chase, To seek the love, divine and pure, In bhakti's arms, thy soul secure. No time remains for worlds unknown, The great beyond, the unseen throne, For in this realm of love’s sweet song, Thy soul at peace, where it belongs. So walk thee now in bhakti’s way, In Guru’s light, find truth’s bright ray, Entangled no more, thy spirit free, In love’s embrace, eternity. Thus sings the tale of souls enticed, By modes