The day was dreary, wet and cool. Thoughts passed to the future, What would ensue. My friend wondered what we would be If Samsara was true And we returned. I will have achieved Nirvana, Replied I with some glee And some humor. But later my mind flew away Into the Universe, Dreamt of Moksha. Have I accomplished Devotion? My life could be complete. How may I see? My Actions may well define me. Giving a pathway home. How ha...