Menolyrical; The Measured Mind

Still. Be still, oh flickering beast!

Monkey-mind, you flittering bird.

Steady yourself, come in, come in;

out there is of no consequence.

What matters is here, within, deep.

No! No! No dreams! Not to sleep!

Keep alert, watch the body breathe.

That's it, now let go of it.

Feel not the blood as it rushes

and hear not the clattering dishes.

Let the dark space of night

turn into that burning light.

See that flame in the brow's eye?

Don't reach, don't turn, just sit.

Enter its blaze, head for the wick

know there's a place behind which

awaits for you an endless boon.

Keep going, you'll arrive. Soon.

© Yamini Ali MacLean 2019

Inspired by Bhagavad Gita adh.6;s.19

As a lamp in a spot 
Sheltered from the wind 
Does not flicker, 
So must be the mind of a yogi 

practicing meditation on Brahman.

You were all so enamoured of last week's poem, I delved into another verse which inspires me greatly!