seated in stillness
the man of purity is like
a shadowless moon
on a dark night
he puts light where there was
once suffering
he puts om where there was once
thoughts of this and that
he puts ocean consciousness
where the river of me and mine
once streamed
he puts calm where the turbulence
moved so easily
he puts night against the light
and makes this dream melt
as the sun melts behind the mountains
he is the awakening of the heart of all
how he is not of this world
or anything that is known
how he breathes stilled beauty
and serenity and light so full
how he burns of truth
how he burns of knowledge
how he burns of strength unwavering
in him the many are burned to ash
the seasons are washed away
the various appearances are dissolved
the various understandings are cut
the various shades of mind are lost forever
and the one rises victorious
as jai ma
as jai ma
as jai ma
Namaste Guru Siddhananda,
ReplyDeleteThank you for the pointings. There was a moment when it felt as if the entire ocean of space was being pulled into the action or stream in the moment, which made perfect sense then. Difficult to put it into practice into everything. It was helpful to allow the rest of the poem to sink in to help with that, to further loosen the grips of the ego. Thank you for this gift. OM
Namaste, stillness will eventually rein supreme if you keep onward.. om shanti
ReplyDeleteNamaste, Beautiful..., such peace is here from reading. Just peace. Even when the body reacts to things, peace still is underneath and can be excesses again. Deep deep heart felt appreciation. Thank you Guru G and Siddhahanda. Om shanti
ReplyDeletenamaste, a nice comment to get ... you are welcome and om
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