Poems of Narad

A Beauty

There is a beauty waiting here
Ready to descend,
But human greed is rife I fear
And wishes beauty's end.

Inflated ego on its way
Seems to be in control
And even Truth must go away
And the eternal soul.

But what if love is powerful
Beyond the mind's deceit
And Ananda more beautiful
The darkness to defeat

And all this evil posturing
With darkness at its core
Is but an insect's minor sting
And will survive no more.