BURNING BUSH

Sage Moses, desert wandering, found a fearsome fire,
A bush of prickly gorse crackled, then hissed with ire,
It was being devoured by sheets of white hot flame,
When out of that effulgence, there spoke the Holy Name!

Fearless Moses enquired, as it was his right to do,
“Mystic voice speaking from the fire, tell me, who are you?”
A loud reply thundered, hearken son, ”I AM THAT I AM!”
Such was the revelation, uttered by that Holy Name.

King David composed a psalm for his lyric harp to play,
On one inspired and bright sabbath summer day.
He raised his voice and sang “Commune with your own heart
On thy bed, lie still and know that I am God.” so he imparted.

So the Sages of the Bible and Advaita meet,
Let us pause and pay reverence to their holy feet.