I am the unbounded deep

24. Poetry, Art, Stories
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The whole world may perish,
From Brahma to a blade of grass,
But I am still here.
Indeed how wonderful!
I adore myself.
For I have taken form
But I am still one.
Neither coming or going,
Yet I am still everywhere….
I am the infinite ocean.
When thoughts spring up,
The wind freshens, and like waves
A thousand worlds arise.
But when the wind falls,
The trader sinks with his ship.
On the boundless ocean of my being
He founders,
And all the worlds with him.
But 0 how wonderful!
I am the unbounded deep
In whom all living things
Naturally arise,
Rush against each other playfully,
And then subside.

From the Ashtavakra Gita ( A translation by Thomas Byrom )

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beautiful and respective of the wisdom in joyful silence!
aum
with folded hands!aum

3

Thanks Nandhi. I am very impressed with what you just did.
Shine on, dude! :slight_smile:

4

aum
david, what else is there other than the bliss and this profoundness that we share in our meditative depths as knowing the mind for what it is with each shade of time and that beyond upon which we wear our mind as clothes for a fashion show!:)?
to this eternal fire in which we tread to enjoy the knowing! divine brother, big hug to you!
aum
with folded hands!aum