I am reading,From a codex of bliss;A song never before read.It’s both means and the end.It’s formless beauty,Matchless form.When pain, doubt and despair,Tried to overpower me,I wondered if my experience was real;I returned to this profound,Abode of bliss,The Absolute harmony,Ineffable bounty,Mystery of life,Essence which dreams,I realized that suffering,Was merely a passing shadow,The eternal song of […]The Codex of Bliss!
Without any beginning, End or middle, It’s beginning, end and middle of everything. It has no proof, It’s proof of everything. This genuine blissful experience, Is purpose of life. The golden hall is condensed energy, The hall of gnosis is sparse energy, The mystic dance is joy supreme.Joy Supreme!
I am.A body watches a dance.And a blissful experience,Grows on and on.Having seen the misery,The horror and suffering,I gasped for breath in an existential nightmare;You came forth as peace,I didn’t recognise you.I kept reading, searching, meditating.I kept looking for formulae.You established yourself in my heart.You took away my worries.My possessions, ambitions, personalities.You gave yourself to […]Eternal Dance!
It felt like being transported to a new world today;I only hover over this body at times;There’s a screen of consciousness,A dancing screen,Made of scintillating light,A golden curser lets me,Paint empty pictures,It’s not a dead light,Not a radiation or an afterglow as Science has it!They all have it wrong!It’s alive.It’s the source and destination.It’s a […]Home!
In the sacred chamber of heart, The mystic union with, The damsel who dances, Shining brightly, Took place, A red drop met a white one, Cool soothing flood of bliss, Pervades, It has flooded everything everywhere, And consumed all the shivering of, Existencial nightmare.Mystic union!
Darshan means to see
It also means Philosophy
The love of knowledge is grace of enlightenment,
Only when this vision of direct knowledge dawns: you truly know.
That’s how knowledge and Philosophy became synonymous with seeing.
You don’t see what needs to be seen until the dawn of grace light.
Having tasted the ambrosia, The cold bliss welled up, It became more and more dense, From heart to arms to head to legs to toe It spread, It’s like body freezing with bliss, The mystic fire burns cold, This is the love of the graceful light in the golden hall, Only if it was my […]Golden Hall!
Having tasted the ambrosia,
The cold bliss welled up,
It became more and more dense,
From heart to arms to head to legs to toe
It’s like body freezing with bliss,
The mystic fire burns cold,
This is the love of the graceful light in the golden hall,
Only if it was my last song,
Only if I had to sing no more.
Earlier : had I been told about my good fortune– I would have been jubilant, triumphant or just content.
Now having seen colors of bliss,
Its deepening and deepening but
The pit just around the corner;
I want to move over as soon as possible,
I have had experience of many lifetimes, perhaps countless lifetimes.
The blessed one. The Bhagwan. The God. The Godhead. The Absolute. Reality. All are the names of my mystic partner who is dancing right now before my very own eyes. It’s also dancing in my body. It tastes sweet in my mouth in form of ambrosia. It rings musical in my ears. It’s the highest […]Omniscient dancer!
My boat has been sailing too long, Alas! Far too long. I have been floating on cosmic waters. The shore hasn’t been reached! Alas! The shore! With every passing day: the yearning consumes me more! With every drop of nectar, Sweet sublime beauty, The thirst becomes more. My boat on cosmic waters, Hasn’t reached the […]Too late!