I rat-race against Time
A mindless, mechanised blur
My spirit numbing, succumbing, lifeless
How do I fight the inexorable passing of Time?
Resist routine’s relentless grind?
By forever doing more,
By swapping depth and stillness
For utility, efficiency, pace?
Or is it the other way round?
Do I need to slow down
End the obsessive race
For maximum material gain
And strive for a plane beyond
Where time ceases, dissolves?
Have I ever glimpsed the beauty of transcending Time
Through secret communion with the Sublime
In the silence of reflection
Truth of introspection
In abandoning my ego and desire
To serve the Divine?
Have I felt the truth of timelessness
In compassion and selflessness,
Passion and sacrifice
In seeing beauty within the ordinary
Finding purpose in adversity
In weeping to Him through dark nights
Overwhelmed by love and humility?
Have I realised that mortality and transience
Can only be surpassed by true existence
When I actualise my potential, my immensity
And my soul breathes
Beauty, humanity, peace