Amidst a confused crowd,
A Yogi lives peaceful alone
With his light of consciousness ‘on’.
To many eyes,
The shining light is a nuisance.
But for the Yogi,
It is the only truth.
So he continues to light,
Someone else sometime
will also see the invisible light
There is no way one can miss it,
It is only a matter of time,
To uncover the beauty of sublime.