'What is reality?' The question pales, in front of the primal 'Who am I?',
If you know yourself in and out, the cloak of Maya you can surely say bye.
To explore every nook and corner, don't swim on the surface, but dive deep,
Once you are ready to confront the shadow, the light will be yours to finally keep.
Don't I know myself? You counter, I've been living with me for years,
You have to let go of these impressions, see with fresh eyes, be all ears.
Once your cup is drained empty, you can fill it with what's true,
By questioning familiar and obvious things, you'll become wise, who knew!
I know myself, I can question anything, now it's time to go with the flow,
Wu-Wei and Tao nudge to become water, neither gushing nor sinking low.
Nature does not rush and hurry, the tree takes its time to grow,
Just gracefully dance on the barren fields, as seeds of life you sow.
I've read Jung, Socrates, and Lao Tzu, I've read Bhagwad Geeta too,
But if knowledge doesn't spur me to act, what remedy, what to do?
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