Bewilders me, as I don't know,

Who am I, what for am I in this world?

Am I the body or the soul?

Never seen,

Nor felt the real me, myself;

Some sages inscribed,

The body is tool,

For life form to accomplish karma;

Who directs and who has,

The bridle in hand to direct me?

Can't move an inch,

Without the will of who captivates me,

Throughout my life span;

Over the time I realized,

The destiny draws a map,

You follow that;

Nothing moves without it's will;

© Sadashivan Nair