The Kingmaker…

Elephants trumpet and horses neigh,

Trunks and hoofs alight in unison.

As either side gathers speed.

While Clouds of dust adorn the clear skies,

The air erupts in ferocious cries.

As the conches bellow,

The blue hues above

and down, the brown Earth,

Soon turn to a murky crimson dirt.

“I stand for honor, I stand for pride,

I stand for my worldly rights.”

“I fight for grace,

I fight for my race.”

“I fight for dwindling morals scarce,

I fight for the world’s embrace.”

“I shall scheme and plan,

Talk with elan,

Of my worth and might,

Grit and fight,

To take my men to victory,

To remain standing.”

“Or to alter history.”

Thus began the ordeal

Of the Kings’ mighty faceoff.

As men gathered, armors raised,

As swords clanked, their egos prised,

To lay their hide for their master’s pride.

As the battle waged,

The men bled in more ways than one.

They bled for their daily bread,

And to fill the coffers numerous of some.

It seldom mattered if

Pride won, grace won or honor.

The dread of the daily grind

Remained to remind and smother

The masses of the futility of the fight,

A fight in which

Each side thought to himself

To be better than the other.

Neither the Kings knew

Nor the people,

Who would luck favor,

And who would falter?

Was it all blood, sweat and sinew?

Or was it something greater?

Was it the Kings might,

Or the brawn in his subjects’ fight?

As the wise old Oak witnessed,

The battle field turn a scarlet red,

It smirked and chuckled

And sighed defeated.

The Oak had stood it’s ground,

Seen centuries of pride and fall.

It knew for certain,

As it had known no chieftain

To have won the day ever

All by his mighty ardor.

No dice to have rolled,

No leaves to have shed,

No winds to have blown

And no empire to have shuddered,

Without first His nod,

Whom people called, The Lord.

And I fondly called,

The Kingmaker.

What is written in bold above is the conversation between the two Kings…

“It is important to discern the play of the invisible in any human effort. Whether recognized or not, Dharma has it’s sovereignty everywhere in all matters.” -

Swami Bhoomananda Tirtha in ‘The Insights into Bhagavad Gita ‘