My Mission

Sensitive to human suffering
sharer in grief and pain,
my mission,
the liberation of man.

The poet of everyman,
striving for a better world
of loving peace and brotherhood,
in service of God’s holy plan.

My vision is global,
dreams I sell are universal,
all-native my fabric and texture
art, craft, robe and vesture.

No slave to snares of flesh,
no captive to carnal desires,
my natural abode,
the continent of bliss.

Ying yang,
the art of living
in soul’s equipoise and in moderation,
the Buddha’s way of golden mean.

Unchained and bound
by my own endeavor,
cosy in my zero ground,
myself my own savior.

© 2004 Madan G. Gandhi

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