Conscience

here goes the old saying
that compares
the self of man to the supreme
seated in a chariot
with body as chariot
intellect as charioteer
mind as reins
senses as horses
sense objects as the road the chariot is driven
the unbridled horse can drive the chariot
on a dangerous journey!
which a discriminative intellect can stop
purifying the consciousness
the intellect that discriminates 
between real and unreal
between good and pleasant
between the eternal and the ephemeral
why this conscience and wisdom 
be the monopoly of a very few!
whatever be the milieu?
for it removes the fog of ego nescience
or repulsion
leading to befriending one's true divine nature!
where one can feel the infinite self in the individual self
the infinite mind in the individual mind
the infinite consciousness in the individual consciousness
time to shed the finite individuality 
to be with the infinite being!
for the corridors of love compassion for others
the way to conscience
to be wide opened!
now is the time 
the multitude of parched hearts 
embraced the irrigation of love and conscience
and the way to right karma
hey We!
why this intransigence!
why not the hugs of conscience!