Why all the meditation, remembrance or focus on Self,
But to rouse and focus the spirit within?
How would the glitter of attractions and distractions not dim,
With the increasing pull of awakening's urge?
Then distorted images of ourselves get herded together,
On that fateful cattle drive to the slaughter.
All the while songs of lament and joy are sung,
About longing to long for the path to the Beloved.