Unmindful

By Gurkirat Singh Aulakh

Unmindful …..

…of the bestowing by Thee , the millions of breaths

We yearn for territorial enhancement of our lengths and breaths

….of the millions of cones for a colourful natural vision

We falter to blindness in pursuit of self-centred vision

…… of the millions of sounds and melodies to hear

We crave for the tones that flatter the ear

……. of the millions of buds to quench our taste

We tastefully run amok ; the years pass by in haste !

……… of thy grace of the heart’s rhythms and beats

We dance at our pace , else in race , and finally beat the retreat

…….. of the untiring involuntary motions and motility

The ‘dust ‘voluntarily gathers dust , all in futility

……..of the Nature ‘s caressing and enveloping touch

We yield to our sensations , the unquenched ‘’more and much ‘’

……. Of the quantum of spiritual strength

The mortals long for the materials at length

Above all , unmindful of the Master’s name

The meanderer strives to be the master of the game !!

Unmindful of all the gifts bestowed by Thee

The minds command the actions , My Lord ………..;Your dictum , it’s not we !!!!

By Gurkirat Singh Aulakh