Forsaken (Poem)

    A Human is born alone
    though held in the innards of
    one’s own flesh.
    Alone he forms himself
    Alone he blunders through life.

    The possible Oneness, at every step
    he tramples, missing the Oneness
    of the spirit and flesh
    Forsaking the glory of going
    beyond one’s own cerebral mess

    The hapless orphan lives
    alone & dies alone.

    The gracious few who are of the
    Oneness of life & beyond are mocked
    as fools of empty fortune.

    Love & Grace
    – Sadhguru

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