Swaami Vivekaananda describes <br />the restless, vain, vindictive human mind <br />as monkey: agile, watchful, quick to move, <br />yet never quite at rest. And worse, we find - <br /> <br />intoxicated: selfish, full of pride, <br />that agile mind sent spinning into pain, <br />the boundless universe turned tiny box, <br />Man's measure never known. And worse again - <br /> <br />this cunning, drunken monkey's angry; stung <br />by his own scorpion bite: and so invents <br />his bitter enemies, their role assigned; <br />the human race divided by...our mind. <br /> <br />And thus the mindful Swaami with fine grace <br />reminds us - we're that godly human race...<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mind-games-12/
