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July 20, 2014

59) The Puppet II

At the outset, the puppet had fervently bargainedA fee from his God whom he always entertainedThat the promise to his heart be fulfilled and keptWithin this comfort's bubble he had peacefully slept
But this contract is now void and torn-Along with the inner promises he had swornWith the fall of the king and his castle in the airChildish fantasies break, disappear and tear
The same heart that taught the puppet to singShall no more dominate and remain kingWith this, the heart-mind clash finally endsAccepting defeat the heart quietly bends
The puppet shall not see see illogical dreamsAnd be not disturbed by emotions' turbulent streamsWithin the mind's chambers hell build a barricade wallNo more shall his heart make him trip and fall
The string peircing the heart was the strongest to breakLetting the mind go was easy, but the heart most painful to forsakeBut this king revelation I shall hold till my grave"I am my master and I am my slave!"
An unexplored world's doors have opened now -To reveal unknown secrets, I have to discover how!The surrender is complete of the heart and the mindNothing is mine except the sunlit path I have to trace and find. 

'Nothing is mine except the sunlit path I have to trace and find. "
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Published on July 20, 2014 20:30

.................... 59) The Puppet II...................

At the outset, the puppet had fervously bargainedA fee from his God whom he always entertainedThat the promise to his heart be fulfilled and keptWithin this comfort's buble he had peacefully slept
But this contract is now void and torn-Along with the inner promises he had swornWith the fall of the king and his castle in the airChildish fantasies break, disappear and tear
The same heart that taught the puppet to singShall no more dominate and remain kingWith this, the heart-mind clash finally endsAccepting defeat the heart quietly bends
The puppet shall not see see illogical dreamsAnd be not disturbed by emotions' turbulent streamsWithin the mind's chambers hell build a barricade wallNo more shall his heart make him trip and fall
The string peircing the heart was the strongest to breakLetting the mind go was easy, but the heart most painful to forsakeBut this king revelation I shall hold till my grave"I am my master and I am my slave!"
An unexplored world's doors have opened now -To reveal unknown secrets, I have to discover how!The surrender is complete of the heart and the mindNothing is mine except the sunlit path I have to trace and find. 

'Nothing is mine except the sunlit path I have to trace and find. "
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Published on July 20, 2014 20:30

November 23, 2013

57) Who are "You" ?

Aeons ago from the skies , a Divine voice thundered to the mortal world:

"Who art ye who seeketh me and yet weep?
Who art ye who call my name and yet suffer?
Who art ye who serve me and yet Fail?"

only SILENCE ensued

and till date no mortal has answered those questions!
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Published on November 23, 2013 00:16

November 17, 2013

56) Who am " I " ?

I alone am witness to all that was once before; is now ; and all that will be .

Immutable and Unchanging , I am that dynamic force that turns the wheels of time.

I am - This moment.
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Published on November 17, 2013 00:06

November 11, 2013

55) Who is "He" ?

Said the seeker,
To the master;
"Pray tell me For I wish to be free
Please answer, i need to know Who is He ?"

Came the reply;
"He is the maker, He is the made
He is the carer and the cared              
He is the prayer, He is the prayed
He is the sayer and the said                

He is the slayer, He is the slayed.
He is the betrayer and the betrayed.  
He is the swayer, He is the swayedHe is the player and the played.      
      
He is the desirer, He is the desired
He is the admirer and the admired.    
He is the savior, He is the saved
He is the sinner and the sinned.

He is the victor, He is the defeated
He is the freer and the bonded.
He is the wounder, He is the wounded
He is the predator and the preyed

He is the bestower, He is the bestowed.
He is the revealer and the revealed.
He is the redemptor, He is the redeemed.
He is the healer and the healed

Know this: He is the seeker who is sought.
From Him arises every  aspiring thought
He is the life that banishes the blight.
He is the darkness that is bathed in light

By perfecting one's actions only can He be reached
This is the truth that every oracle has  preached.

He is all that was and all that will be,
He is in you -is one truth for me.

Is He in me?
That's for you to see! . "



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Published on November 11, 2013 07:43

54) Radha Krishna

The dark cowherd plays the bamboo flute-
Dreamy eyed- a figure so Divine and yet soo cute,
Setting the village maidens into an intoxicated dance
Why even the birds and animals were lost in a trance!

So docile and yet commanding was this hero's aura
So gentle was the master- the usher of the Future era
Basking in the sunlight, he too joined then the arena
Joy Incarnate he is -our God, our love, our Krishna!

He stood out in the crowd- the apple of every eye
Like the beautiful  full moon adorning the night sky
But On his handsome face was a smudge of concern
Scaning the crowd he searched for only one person.

The one whose anklets resonated his every tune
The one- whose company made time drift too soon
The one whose every breath chanted "Krishna"
Pure Love incarnate - she was His Radha!






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Published on November 11, 2013 05:37

September 28, 2013

53) Santorini

Came then an explosion of joy that every life sought;
The great gush of the volcano that new life brought.

Like the second wind that revives the tired athlete-An ardor that motivates even the old-weary feet.
Like parched lands embracing the rain's gentle kiss,Drooping plants that receive the water they sorely miss.
Like the balm that makes the throbbing wounds heal,
A caress of love that even the numb hearts feel.

Like the roar of the King Lion from the mountain high:
The winged horse galloping upwards rising -piercing the sky.

Like the clarion's call bursting through the first dark cloud-
Every mortal ear  heard the sound clear and loud.

Ecstatic skies thundered flaunting the silver lining
Ushering moist blind eyes - The Heroes are coming!









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Published on September 28, 2013 12:47

August 27, 2013

52) The Seeker's Song

( An Inspired translation of the Marathi poem "Dhyaas ek Sadhaka" )

Always a singular Passion's flame , may it burn within you
Persistence is the God for you,  Persistence is the God for you
Like the  Pole Star, may you shine  the path for youNever halting on the way, the next step awaits you .Engrossed may you ever be, in the penance that is for you
Persistence is the God for you,  Persistence is the God for you.
You may be all alone, with no one to stand beside youOnly obscure darnkenss you may find sorrounding you.Whenever you feel insecure, Light the beacon inside of you
Persistence is the God for you,  Persistence is the God for you.
The chains of attraction and selfishness, may they never bind youDon't you ever turnback,These bonds are just not meant for youBecome the aim you seek to reach, emotions won't overcome you
Persistence is the God for you,  Persistence is the God for you.
When the  destruction's tidal wave rises high  before you,When a mountain blocking the path appears ahead of youBecome the mighty Thunderstorm and burst ahead the way for you
Persistence is the God for you,  Persistence is the God for you.


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Published on August 27, 2013 10:01

August 24, 2013

51) Atmastakam - A Translation

Adi Sankara, eight years of age was wandering alone in the Himalayas in search of a Guru- The Divine Teacher. There he was asked by a sage. this question "Who are you ?"

It was then that Adi Sankara answered these six stanzas to the sage, Swami Govindpada Acharya who would later become his Guru and guide him to the highest of self realizations.

Adi Sankara answered:

Om

I am not the mind neither the intellect nor am I the self.
I am not the ears, neither tongue nor the nostrils nor the eyes.
I am not Ether, neither  earth, nor  light, nor  air .
I am the conscious embodiment of complete bliss.
I am Shiva .Shiva is I .  |1|


I am not the life force neither am I the Five winds.
I am neither the Seven elements of the physical body.
Nor am I the Five Sheaths of the Self .
I am the conscious embodiment of complete bliss.
I am Shiva .Shiva is I . |2|

I am not aversion, neither am I rage,  nor greed nor desire.
I am not intoxication nor am I the emotion of jealousy.
I am not the Law of Life , neither wealth nor lust nor liberation.
I am the conscious embodiment of complete bliss.
I am Shiva .Shiva is I . |3|

I am not sin neither virtue nor happiness nor sorrow
I am neither the Mantra neither the sacred sanctuary
Nor am I the Veda nor am I the ritual offering.
I am not Food, neither am I the consumer nor the consumed .
I am the conscious embodiment of compelte bliss.
I am Shiva .Shiva is I . |4|

I not  death neither fear, nor do I discriminate the races
I am neither the Father nor am I the Mother.I am birth-less.
I am not the  brother neither am I the friend ,
Nor am I the Guru nor am I the disciple.
I am the conscious embodiment of complete bliss.
I am Shiva .Shiva is I . |5|

I am the formless form that is  beyond the mind's imagination .
I am the omniscient, omnipresent, all pervading master of all the senses.
I am the conscious embodiment of complete bliss.
I am Shiva .Shiva is I . |6|









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Published on August 24, 2013 18:45

July 29, 2013

50) The Final Birth

Tossed off was I from the mighty mountain high
Became I the King-Eagle : Overlord of the sky.

Blown into the  Juggernaut-Hurricane's path of harm:
Became I the peaceful calm that dwells in the eye of the storm. 
Burnt to ashes was I then- in a terrible blazing flame
Returning from dust -the resilient Phoenix I became.

To quell my fire I was then dropped into the sea
Became I then the Great Flood for the next future to be.

Hopelessly buried for aeons was I deep in the underworld
The Tree of Life- I became when my seed sprouted and unfurled.

Transformed thus through Sky,Wind, Fire,Water and Earth
My Time arrived to finally end the cycle of endless birth.

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Published on July 29, 2013 06:18