Poems about victory

Each meditation is a battle

From the moment I wake up

And dress to suit

To the final bell and beyond

 

Armies of thoughts

divine and undivine

Clash in my mind´s eye

As I look at my Master´s Eye

 

Body, vital and mind

throw all their letargy, impurity

and doubt projectiles

 

That simply smash against

the impenetrable wall

of the soul-fort

 

The heart-captain collects the fallen soldiers

and the undivine weapons

placing them in his silence-throne

 

Then a battle cry is heard

– aspiration-cry,

and finally the battle

for real life begins.

 

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Aspiration-cry

 

“The secret of meditation,” my Master says, “is aspiration. Aspiration is the inner cry.”

One day I shall cry inwardly,

if not like a helpless baby hungry,

then like a soldier who knows

this can be his last fight.

 

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Victory

 

A victory song is

A defeat sung by the victor,

For anything “we win”

Takes us away from Him.

 

-Patanga Cordeiro