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Vairagya Prakarana

 

The Wickedness of Mind

Sri Rāma

  1. By good deeds, and by serving good people, vices and blemishes in one will wear out and decay. Mind wavers like the frills of a peacock feathers by the wind.

  2. This perplexed mind wanders about without aim and purpose, wastefully, like a dog on the streets of a village.

  3. Nothing is gaines or acquired by this mind. Even if a great treasure or trove of money is obtained, its stomach is not filled, like a basket which can never be filled with water.

  4. Like a deer which is lost from its herd, mind entangled in the web of endless ambition can never attain happiness.

  5. Gripped by the fickle and wandering activity and cut to the core, the mind does not leave the (worrying) thoughts and never stays stable in the heart.

  6. Confused and agitated with thoughts, the mind runs around in all directions.Its like the milk-ocean convulsed and churned by the "Mandhara" mountain.

  7. I am unable to restrain and control this huge ocean of mind which is agitated by the vortices and crocodiles of deception.

  8. This antelope of mind is running after the tender grass of pleasures without any concerns for the deep chasm ahead.

  9. Confused, bitten and shattered by the sense of I-ness, my mind is unable to to shed the confusion and agitation by the eddies of thoughts like the waviness of the ocean.

  10. The mind is wavering with thoughts. It is more so, by the mass of thoughts and eddy-like activity. It cannot be bound to a place like a lion in a cage (which constantly wanders).

  11. Mounted on the chariot of bewilderment (and delusion), the mind ceases the happiness of equanimity - which eleminates the agitation of the mind - from the body, like a swan which steals milk from water.

  12. The mental states totally melted into the bed of huge fabrications and imaginations can never be, o sage, awakened (to light).I am very much agitated about it.

  13. O Brahman, I am bound by my mind, which is keeping me under the leash of desire - gathering all the knots in the body together - like a hunter holding his net.

  14. By the constant smoke of anger and the flames of sorrow, anxiety and sad thoughts, I am burnt by my mind, like a straw by fire.

  15. O sage, running after the wife of desire, pitilessly becoming stupid, I am mentally eaten away like a corpse by a dog.

  16. O Bhagavan, I am dragged down by my mind like the trees on the banks (of a river) by the lashing waves and eddies.

  17. My mind wanders and whirls around with unwanted extrenious things and thoughts and throws me into the vacuum (of the sky) like a straw by fierce winds.

  18. I am waging a war to get out of this sea of "Samsara". I am restrained by my wily mind like water-flow by a barrier.

  19. My evil mind is binding me to an attitued of dancing between earth and netherworld and vice-versa like a large bucket moving up and down a well.

  20. Though it is an illusion, I am taken in by my mind, like a child by a "Vetala" with its vastness and dusky pinkish thoughts.

  21. This devil of a mind is extremely difficult to overcome. It is hotter than heat. It is harder to cross than a mountain. It is tougher than a diamond.

  22. Like a bird which swoops onto meat, mind swoops onto worldly activities.It suddenly ceases its interest in it, like a child in play (after playing for sometime).

  23. Dear sir, this mind-sea tracks me along far with its serpents and vast eddies and agitations.

  24. To subdue and humble this mind is more difficult that swallowing the waters of a sea, than uprooting "Meru" and even taking in fire.

  25. This mind is the (root) cause of all worldly desires and purposes. The three worlds are existing because of that.When it declines or vanishes, the world declines and vanishes. And so, one has to attempt to pure this mind (of its diseases).

  26. O muni, verily, all grief and happiness arises out of the mind like the forests which spring from the mountain slopes. I think by discerning intelligence, all these will thin down and vanish.

  27. I shall conquer the enemy that is binding me. I shall awaken my mind. I shall not welcome the riches that entice me the way a moon does not welcome a dark (cloud).

 

Sri Yoga Vasishtam
Translation by :
Dr. P.N. Murthy