huge is not great

never be ashamed, oh my self

to stand before the proud

and the insolent might

with your eloquent simplicity

knowing always that which is huge

is not great

and pride is always short lived

and never everlasting

crown yourself, oh my soul

with humility

the very nature of the divine

and the truly wise men and women

knowing always that which is huge

is not great

and pride is always short lived

and never everlasting

free yourself, oh my being

with freedom of the wind of God

and of the hermit

possessing neither home nor possessions

knowing always that which is huge

is not great

and pride is always short lived

and never everlasting

henry victor     20.12.1992

enslaving my soul

with rising of the sun

common ravens

ring-billed gulls

and on rarer occasions

the lesser loud black-billed

magpies

living in the broader margin

carved by ambitious likes of mine

and me

come to my window

they sing sweeter songs

of sturdy sovereignty

made possible only by a mind

willing

to crucify the bloated ego

without concurrently proclaiming

a pseudo puritanical life style!

as i stop my soul

to listen to their call

to abandon ambitions

i shut my eyes

and plug my ears

(as if someone beside me is snoring)

and bury my body

deep into my comfy bed

shutting

also, the window

refusing a musical light

and lessons provided

by thoughtful birds

my winged companions

by this i enslave

my pitiful soul

in personal

but tainted imaginings

henry victor     22.08.2002

death of the ego

the mud they draped on my body

has pricked and penetrated my ego
through my clothing and skin
confirming vulnerability of my soul!

hence i pray that you install

in me the mind of Christ
to let go all that comfort
i seek while against pain i rebel!

help me drop off those outer garments

in which i put too much trust
until i stand, nay, hang in my loincloth
and to you, my soul, i learn to entrust!

assist me also to let go my spouse

my best support, and daughter
my greatest joy, and cease
crying for ties that ties me tight to my world!

inspire me to plod ahead in my path

though this winds through Golgotha
to enliven that undying truth:
true life seldom un-embraces an ego’s death!