The Battlefield

Wednesday 1 November 2006.
 
The Seeker of Truth, led by an inner sense
Surrounded by enemies on the battlefield
His only armour innocence
Desire as spear, devotion as shield
 
Attacked by greed, fear, hatred, envy
Tempted by games of power & fame                
Watching this circus of lunacy
This ongoing slaughter insane
 
The Seeker, challenged by enemy after enemy
Who smash anyone swimming against the stream
Nearly blinded by the heralds of hypocrisy
Is seeking, seeking the shelter supreme
 
There, lightning sets fire to the evening sky
Descending from the heavens the Goddess appears
She has heard Her Devotee’s desperate cry
Delivers him from all sorrow, all fears
Destroying the demons destined to die.



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