Life’s experiences for the spiritual seeker are reminders that in this physical world, his life is but a journey. He must neither get disheartened nor should the experiences prove to be a deterrent in him reaching his final destination – the Afterlife.

DRIVE BACK HOME

Crest the hill, that you must.
Rev up the car, rev you must,
Crested once, an easier drive,
Careful, lest you slip and slide.

Somewhere along, the road you drove,
Scraggly trees held back the stones, 
Somewhere along, the road you'll drive,
Flowers wild, will dance and smile.

Drivers aplenty, on the road,
Driving rashly as you go,
Head-on some, some pass you by,
Side-step them all, let them by.

Blind corners will not go away,
Many will cross your path, your way,
Many will make you break your stride,
Halt awhile, then begin your drive.

Every corner that you think is blind,
May lead you to the sunny side,
Every driver who rashly drives,
Brings home the reason, why you drive.

Many a hill you still need to crest,
Many a drive will still your breath.
Those scraggly trees and flowers wild,
Will rescue you everytime

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