Odyssey
Glowing Like A Precious Nugget
Straight, Taut And His Bust Thrusted Out
Head Held High And Eyes Glittering
As If Gazing At A Burning Wick
Looking Like A Possessed Maverick
He Is Carrying On His Ceaseless Walk
The Path Is Rugged And Briary
From Distance The Access Road
In A Misty Mirage Shroud
Looks Like A Blind Alley
But When He Reached The Invious End
The Thickets Are Clearing Away
As If He Said -Ë—open Sesame-‘
A Jewel-Hooded Ophidian
Following The Steadfast Pedestrian
Like A Crawling Lightning
Though Not To His Sentience
Floating In Air Before His Face
Fairies With Mystical Grace
Inveigling Him To Come Close
And Immerse In Their Sensual Embrace
Piercing Through The Earth
A Thousand Hands Uncouth
From Abyssal Depths
Are Trying To Pull His Legs
And Hedge His Esoteric Urge
Long Ago He Overcame His Five Senses
And Conquered The Six Evil Nymphs
His Body Is Just His Golden Cage
His Soul, He Well Realized
As Part Of His Grand Whole
At Last Is All Set To Get A Release
It Is Too Late For The Mundane Lures
To Intercept His Unswerving Forage
Having Waned Under His Waxing Lore
Nothing Is Going To Stop His Odyssey
Nirvana, His Destiny, Is In Proximity
Sathya