harmonious land..

the man of birth
sees himself coming into a world
and going out
yet he has not questioned from where he comes
and where he returns
and has not settled into reality even for a moment
to experience a wondrous light
so very distinctly different than this birth and death world
that is so unsteady and flimsy
the man of the world has not looked deeply at his soul
if he did, there would be no more coming into deception
and unrest and clinging
this would end
and the world would be so very different
it would be a harmonious land where there is only
beauty and peace
and love
this is what the underlying substance is made of
like the sea is made of cooling waters
and depth so glorious that there is nothing to be understood
by mind -- it is just a wondrous substance
and like this atman too
it is made of existence, consciousness and bliss
it is made of freedom
this is what all life is at the core --
this glorious substance of reality
unholy, holy alike
make no mistake of this dear friend
you are the same
see this
so pure and forever abiding in grace
so pure