POEME: Your Life; Your Choice

Your Life; Your Choice

I give you my money.
I give you my power.
I give you my forces.
I give you my resources.

All that I do not give you
is my heart.
And in my heart, lies my mind too.
So, apologies, no mind too.

And I will not give those,
until you bring, your heart to me.
For, though you are happy
giving your heart to someone
who does not value it
nor want it.
I cannot.

I am Krishna, dear Friend.
And my heart will await
and pine,
in every world
for my Arjuna.
My reason to exist, after all,
is to be Parthasarthy, my Dear.

I CANnot exist
without him.

You are welcome
to avail of my forces,
my resources.
I thought
that you were my Partha.
But you are only
his pale imitation, Suyodhana.
Until
you come to me
with your heart,
as your offering.

I will give you my guidance too.
But, merely what you want to hear.
Not what you need to hear.

I will agree with you.
But not fight you,
to guide you.

I will even love you.
But only in my deeds.
Not in my heart,
not in my mind,
not in my soul,
not in my being.

For I can do that
only to someone
whose heart and mind and soul
I own.

You choose your priorities.
You choose your side.
You choose your actions.
You choose your life.

And you do know what happened
in the Mahabharatha
five thousand years back. 

Choose wisely, Suyodhana,
now that five thousand years have passed.

In this world,
you can still be my Arjuna.
The choice lies with you.

As for me,
I have no choice.
I can only be what I am:
Sarvasukhsevaka.

I can only serve you all.
Work to make you all happy.
I can only love you all.
I can only present you all
with all my being.

What you choose
and what you leave
is your right.
That I have given you.

Only,
you will have to live with your choices.

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