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”
