When we feel helpless...(poem)

with our minds full of fear,
outside the Intensive Care Unit,
waiting for our dear one to recover,
then we have a choice, to talk or to pray.

with our life full of soul murdering moments,
which somewhere makes us feel trapped without escape,
after having expectations unmet or feeling disrespected,
then we have a choice, to commit suicide or to desperately call God.

with our body full of physical & emotional stress,
conforming to the society and pleasing family members,
and our desires secretly pushing us to rebel for we wish to live,
then we have a choice, to drown our guilts in a drink or to let God uplift.

with our hearts full of faith and complete surrender,
amidst our painful attachments, constant blaming or acting nice,
murmurs a guidance to let-everything-be, take-responsiblity and just-be,
then we have a choice, to ignore it or to follow it towards our fulfilling purpose.


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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)