The Goal of Life!

We hasten, we hasten,
To eat, to play games,
To make money,
to make a name,
Often, one gets,
As playmates, as friends,
Lust and greed,
Anger and jealousy,
Malice and cunning,
A hundred selfish interests,
With a constant companion,
Fear of death!

Is this the goal of life?
Is this why thine divine soul,
Was put in the garb of flesh,
And left to fend,
On this ball called Earth,
In emptiness of space?

No, surely not!
The goal of life,
Is to know thyself,
Before thy sunset doth arrive,
As inevitably it must,
That thou art not this body,
Nor art thee this mind,
That thou art spirit,
Deathless, unbound, eternal!
Free, blissful, content!

So make not life too serious,
Only a passing show it is,
And if hasten thee must,
Do so to know the truth!