Very often I find myself
Chasing after forms
Yet empty handed I always end up
Where am I going wrong?
A racing Jaguar on the street
Makes my my mind run at top speed
A beautiful house on the way
Makes me want that also for me
A handsome face in the crowd
Sets all the engines of desire running
All it takes is just a few seconds
And I fall for yet another red herring
From the moment I wake
Till the time I get to sleep
My mind is making castles in the air
With all the things that could be
How hard it really is, I tell myself
For a person to get what he wants
Yet my mind still keeps running about
Chasing forms after forms
But a little voice inside me says
You have got it all wrong
The forms are not yours to take
It’s not where your power belongs
Focus rather on the essence
Of what it is you want
Don’t they say it’s not about the person
It’s always about the bond
Cars breakdown, houses crumble
And people change all the time
There is nothing in this world of yours
You can truly call ‘mine’
Except maybe the essence of
All the things you desire
These are seeds that take root and grow
And in life, make you aspire
Focus on the essence of things
And let the forms come to be
You as well as anyone knows —
What you really want
Eventually comes to be.
Nehaan 