Arjuna, who has tamed the monkey mind,
Whose spine straight as an arrow is aligned,
Then called upon his Divine charioteer,
A call of love uplifted and refined.
O Changeless Krishna! come and ride with me
Between the armies, where we thus may see
What foes these are with whom I must contend,
Who take sides with delusion willingly.
And there upon the battlefield appeared
Before their eyes a host of soldiers tiered,
Of cousins, uncles, brothers, teachers, friends,
Who with familial love had been revered.
For even so are each of us at war
Within ourselves, with conflicts by the score,
The light and dark opposing qualities
Entangled in our egos heretofore.
At this Arjuna set aside his bow,
His head and heart awhirl with doubt and woe.
My Lord, You know I cannot fight my kin,
No matter if whole worlds they overthrow!
Krishna replied: Is this how courage dies?
What warrior’s words are these that agonize!
Cast off such weakness! Lift your heart in strength!
Arjuna, Scorcher of All Foes, arise!