Tuesday, 4 September 2012


Let's stoke a blazing fire deep in the heart,
Chuck all vasanas on that funeral pyre,
Then invoke Real Self purified from mire.
That's indeed sadhak's much needed art.
Although in life we play our destined part,
As actors on the stage of life, set to enquire
Who Am I? and in Self Abidance we retire,
Then a new fulfilled life begins to start.
If fate forces us to act a certain role,
Do so without anxious attachment,
That's essential to make one truly whole.
Live a peaceful life in calm detachment,
That's devoted earnest sadhak's only goal.
To fill soul with love and bliss, heart's golden bowl.

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