THE PLAY

Beyond the nature
Of surroundings lied there,
That which guarded the very surrounding
But baffled were those that,
Stuck only to the surroundings.

Failed they to see the subtle
That organized all the play
Bound by the instruments of play
Was there a trial to fathom
The very thing that transcended the play

All that are in play
Misted are they in their nature
As like a being in its own shadow
Worried of the dark
Initiates this a struggle in it;

In all its work first as effort
It slowly ascends from effort to effortless
From which it transcends work to action
In the very process deliquescing,
The nature it was bound to,
Opening itself to the One
It always escorted in the Play