My head has become a rollercoaster!
Thoughts, feelings, impressions,
suggestions, questions,
and all kinds of ruminations,
are spinning up and down
the corridors of my mind.
The turnings of my restless mind
has taken hostage my aching heart.
Turning to the left
where pride and lust
have made a nest
and are laying the eggs
of anger and contempt.
Turning to the right
where frustration and desperation
have built a house
and are bringing up
their kid lamentation!
Oh, Dear Friend Divine
how can one be humble,
how can one but not stumble,
when the mirror of the heart
is so full of dirt indeed?
Oh, Dear Friend Divine,
how can I chant Thy Holy Name,
how can I enter Your Divine Play,
when the turnings of the mind
are polluting my intention?
Oh, Dear Friend,
I beg for Your Grace,
so, that the turnings calm down,
so, that the mind stops blowing down,
so, that the heart can become the king
and clear everything out!
Oh, Divine well-wishers,
oh, Divine Teachers and Preachers,
glance upon my wretched heart,
so, I can trust again,
so, I can find the way,
and ultimately serve all of you
till my final day!
This aspirant servant
submits his plea!
