When an idea is propounded,
A little later is confounded,
How can life expound a new way,
When there is breathless inhibition?
Baseless fear blinds the mind,
A rootless root is its kind,
Tensed, confused and deformed,
A massive wealth is dissolved,
In a mind scattered and dismayed,
The strange chronic fear betrays,
The knowledge of reality to prevail.
When a nascent perception of truth begins,
Understanding has a final say,
It is a steering wheel of the mind.
( A nascent perception of truth in all matters is essential to understand the world we live in.)
