The Time has come

The time has come Mr. Madan,
for which you have been waiting,
knocking it is on your plan,
you dreading, loving, hating.

The metal is hot Mr. Madan,
Will you byte the bullet?
To test the mettle and the mental,
strength of soul and spirit.

The time is here Mr. Madan,
and destiny ...  you decide,
What way the past has taken,
and what the future might?

Can you walk the new path Mr. Madan,
there is no map to it,
The gods and angels cannot tell you,
You alone can do it.

Stand in yourself, in your true self,
in your own decision light.
And take the life-force by thorn,
it may bring fear and fright.

Will you be true Mr. Madan,
To lofty ideas and beauty dreams,
and find inside yourself .. Mr Madan,
the will and way to do it?

In that moment of glory,
Hanuman, he had said,
will you remember Saurabh,
When purpose must be met.

This hunger and yearning and need,
to fulfill a promise made,
To god ol might, and his sons,
Brahma, Vishnu, Mahesh.

go forth of might saurabh,
go like and elephant lone,
fear not the fears of fearnessdom,
fear not the path of stone.

Your truth is all that matters,
it is all that I have asked,
When you were drunk in idealism,
In mystery I was lost.

But the cloud has lifted,
the symphony you can hear,
high and low and loud and clear,
the voice divine I hear.

Go forth and live the life time,
it is , is it , it is,
like all that was and will be,
its reality is is.

You be the bird that sang his song,
be silent not too long,
for life I gave you for a reason,
dont make me crave the song.

Fear not oh mighty Saurabh,
put all your faith in me,
you think alone but are not one,
a thousand me will be.