The game of life
Life is the
game for the mind to become tame
Thinking to
win is to loose yet it is ‘in’
It means back
to the start when you have fallen apart
Then comes the
next game and you will have a new name
Lost without
Love you are never the same
So winning the
game does mean loosing your name
Your mind is
the game and you don’t have a choice
For That
without form playing hunter and game
Can only be
seen if you silence mind’s voice
Then starts a
Fire that can burn all desire
A bliss in
disguise for those who are wise
Unprepared,
some are bound to get scared
Dispel all
your fear and all will get clear
Don't spoil a
tear over all that once cared
Hearing the
Name will come next in this game
In the Book of
the Game it’s the great hall of fame
For those
content it’s a new Life, it’s the end
Not being
content means it is just a bend
The rules of
the game are no longer the same
The fuel for
Fire is no longer desire
Mind is at
peace now that it is tame
Mind is at
ease, being cleansed by the Fire
Dissolving in
Love from where it once came
Increasing the
Fire to burn even the ashes
The volcano of
mind starts consuming itself and then crashes
When it is
even forgotten there once was a game
For the last
time one will be hearing the Name
Unveiling the
Pristine with infinite range
Supreme
Beauty, One without change