The below poem is a reflection of my understanding on the famous verse from a Vedantic teacher : If one’s mental maturity and discipline are not strong enough, the same old habitual thinking patterns and desires will repeat, regardless of being alone in the Himalayas or amidst a crowd.

I fail

I say “I did not have THIS

He says “Take THIS

I fail

— — — -

I say “I did not have THAT

He says “Take THAT

I fail again..

— — —

I ask “Why I failed again”

He says

“was your THIS and THAT helpful”

agonized , I search, I fail

— — — -

I bend, I look inside

I realize “It was never THIS or THAT ”

“but Discipline that I lacked”