DEVOTION

"Through love the earthly form soars heavenward,
The mountain dances nimbly like a bird." Rumi

THE SELF is dear to all! In joyful, fondest fecund love,
Unbroken devotion flows fluent, a stream of golden oil.
The Sage knows Self within, is same as mighty God above.
His precious child after hard, zealous and earnest toil,
Sees the Blessed Sage as Lord and all separation melts
In adoration, now he's aware of his own Pure Self alone.
His heart's white hot fire of love and sheer devotion smelts
Immature impurity, to make that Immortal Friend his very own.

An ignorant cynical soul feeling somewhat separate,
Desires freedom's liberation from worldly strife and ill,
For ever believing that he and God are set apart.
Yet he soon succeeds, on total surrender to His holy will.
The one who loves and truly worships the Holy Name,
Lives alone with Self, in perfect Oneness both are the same.