Call Of The Senses Wild

[Akaali]

In the vast world Serengeti plain there lived a lion pride

A powerful youthful lion king and his 5 graceful lioness brides.

The king reigned proud the plain, as far as it was wide

Yet despite this lush existence, he knew no peace inside.

The five alluring lionesses, had him locked in a dance

A wiggle of their tails, would make the fickle lion prance.

And fiercely did he protect what seemed there, it was only HIS

Lost in perpetual motion, he could see no more then this.

The five alluring lionesses, yes they fed him till he swelled

Desired delicacies of the plain, they knew to hunt them well.

They had him in their iron grip, they kept him in their dance

He feeling in control and strong, he was actually in their trance.

As much as he did roar, as much as he did kept a royal stance

Due to his enslaving narrow focus he was lost in the five's romance.

The queens all one day had cubs now he had much more then before

To fend, feed and protect and with greedy males mainly settle scores.

With every passing year, he grew older, greyer and weaker

His life's spring was slipping away, his eyes sinking deeper.

As hard as he may try, he could not keep hold of the pride

When someone stronger issued a challenge, he had to step aside.

He was old and feeble now, his life was almost gone

Stuck lifelong in the call of the wild, his days were all but done.

He died alone one fine morning, it went ahead without him fine

None in the pride in the least cared, their deposed king had died.

Izrail's vultures swooped down on him, they picked his carcass clean

Where was now his dignity, his pride, his range, his queens?

His life it had passed so quickly, with nothing much to show

The seeds of the soul had withered, had not a chance to grow.

You see the lion is the beast, the lion is the mind

Ravenous for things finite, it calls on the hunters,the wily five.

They feed him, engage him in lust, anger, attachment, pride and greed

The more he desires to eat, the more they will obligingly feed.

In the cycle of desire, the lion mind was so locked in

That in its own pride of being, forgot the soul within.

It received praise from the world, it revelled in pride and power

However all this frittering dust, did not save him in his final hour.

The lionesses senses five are indeed beautiful, fit and fertile

Attractive and alluring, they make the mind run wild

Gossip, praise, snitching,stubborness, sabotage are their offspring

In the grip of these 10 the mind's head is in a trap's tight spring.

Do you see the parallel, is this your sorrowful state inside?

Man is but a beast, if his wild mind overcasts his spiritual side.

By seeking the Guru's blessing,Khanda Amrit's Holy Nectar Name

Man has eternally vanquished death, he has won life's true game.

Peevo Paahul KhandayDhaar, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru