Losing battle against time to wage,
Body now aching more with age.
So much already transpired,
Left bewildered and feeling tired.
Still a hope there is for you,
The beautiful one of bluish hue.
With flute standing and smile showing,
The cure for your troubles He’s knowing.
Welcomed is the summer heat,
But still cold sitting at your seat.
Since that one you have forgotten,
Constant despair has begotten.
Let His heat shine in your heart bright,
He whom effusing Brahman’s light.
Going past and His beautiful form see,
All-attractive and full of sweetness is He.
By impending loss made sad,
From frustration left mad.
But why this way do harm?
By a smile instead be charmed.
That image shastra for you making,
Be wise and in your mind taking.
Holding flute and beautifully standing,
That image let be your landing.
Just as it comes then it goes,
How long to stay no one knows.
Though for occupying things considerable,
This world both temporary and miserable.
That thing of permanence just find,
And then keep it always in mind.
The one the life of everything living,
To Him your full attention now giving.
Why to the guru you should go,
What more than you can he know?
Even after thousands of years reading,
By yourself not to get Gita’s meaning.
An original culture was there,
And of this the acharya aware.
Since faith to Krishna’s words maintaining,
Through them the true meaning gaining.
If from distinguished one you hear,
From challenging spirit steer clear.
Not that to follow everything blind,
But of proper etiquette keep in mind.
Vaishnava from authority speaking,
Faith with original texts keeping.
If the same you too know,
Then politely question so.
Superior is one to the other?
This cause of friction from one to another.
Why on this point fight?
Instead in their relationship delight.
Shiva always chanting Rama and Hare,
That he’s greatest devotee authorities say.
For demons playing the demigod role,
But know that a higher place he holds.