THE BODY AND THE SOUL

THE BODY AND THE SOUL


What am I? A shadow which
Does dance across the stage,
Thinking that it really
Does the grand show manage.

Royally, this shadow struts
Around making a show.
Ignoring the soul, it does
Its own loud trumpet blow.

The inner being, the soul,
Though it’s the real I,
Lies covered by the shadow,
Silent and mute and shy.

Whenever it finds that the
Shadow’s firmly bent on
Indulging in sin, it does
Press the warning button.

Alas, the mind ignores the
Soul that’s calm and serene
And negates its existence
From the everyday scene.


M C Gupta
19 December 2008