Govinda grew up in a quaint little village
which flooded one day from monsoon over-spillage.
He labored to fix his folk’s humble abode,
but when things were stable he yearned for the road.
One morning Govinda set out from his town
pursuing his dream to win fame and renown.
His songs spread elation all over the nation
as he rode the railway from station to station.
Govinda would wander through villages fair
and rove over mountains with rarified air.
Melodious ragas sprung forth from his flute–
all nature would listen and wild owls would hoot.
Traversing through cities, he’d play in the streets
accepting donations of money and treats.
Way deep down inside he felt dissatisfaction
progressively growing, small fraction by fraction.
Five years after starting his voyage to fame
his fervor had waned; his ambition grew lame.
What meaning had all his applause and ovations
if he could not share loving bonds with relations?
Govinda decided to journey back home
And swore he would give up his craving to roam.
But when he arrived he found everything gone;
How quickly life changes! His folks had passed on!
Govinda then fasted and grappled with grief,
and nothing could comfort or bring him relief.
His flute became silent, his spirit felt spent;
the flowers of life wafted transient scent.
Ensconced by the river alone with his tears,
eluding consoling words offered by peers,
engulfed in depression with head held in palm
he prayed: “Oh, dear Lord, send me Your healing balm.”
Then after some moments God’s presence descended,
and suddenly all of his sorrow suspended.
His consciousness lingered in love’s luminescence,
revealing all life forms from radiant essence.
The sound of sweet laughter drew him to his senses,
and he found his heart had dropped all its defenses.
An old man grinned widely, his face filled with wrinkles;
his eyes danced with wisdom that sparkled and twinkled.
“Desire compelled you to search far and wide
for happiness reachable only inside!”
He felt the man’s finger press ‘tween his two eyes.
“Gaze deep within here and you’ll soon realize!”
The man was a hermit who’d lived in a cave.
His spirit-insight gave instructions to save
Govinda from drowning in desperate despair
and guide him until he was fully aware.
Disciple and Master became a new team
With aim to transcend this illusory dream.