A skilled yogi blossoms even while living in the three gunas, just as a lotus flower blossoms in muddy waters.

Sing your own song!

There are always some
clouds in the sky
Some thick, some thin
some low, some high

The stuff in your mind
whatever it may be
likes or dislikes
he or she

Greed or anger
future or past
ambitions or desires
small or vast

You give them the importance
the thicker they become
The longer they stay
louder the mental drum

Light shines through
when the clouds are thin
Even when you lose
you actually win

Keep the clouds thin
you will sing your own song
You will dance, even
when it all goes wrong

Books are filled with songs
But you must sing your own
There is a song in you
hiding in your bone

Singing your own song
is your dharma
Then you act
but there is no karma

Guru Nanak sang his own song
So did Meera
Tulsi sang his own
So did Kabira

Stop relying on books
they may not be true
There is a song in you
my dear, your best clue!


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