A Struggling Dream Never Complete
There were opportunities that would have
Lifted my soul out of wear and rut,
Giving me new dimensions,
I squandered in idealism or ignorance.
There were dreams that knocked on my soul
That would have lifted it to the stars,
Which I ignored out of false fulness,
In narcissistic immodesty.
There were human beings who extended
Their hands in warm friendship,
That would have created uplifting relationships,
Which I rejected in self-centeredness.
There were ideas that would have taken me to God
That I laughed at to keep my reason alive,
I believed in nature instead –
The road that is resonant but not transcendent.
All these things if I had
Would not still have made my life easy,
In fact it would still be the same,
As life is a struggling dream never complete.
Suffern, New York, May 17, 2018
maharaj.kaul@yahoo.com