Soham
god
Beings in The Vastness of Being
Life is always a sinking ship.
You cannot survive just by learning to swim.
Because there is no land of happiness to be found in the Vast Ocean of Truth.
Only when you learn to sink in, you will be free of suffering.
The usual is every voyager does sink in but only when the ship sinks in.
And will end up again in another sinking ship.
Recognition of sinking in gracefully and being one with the Ocean before the ship sinks are the true means to Freedom and Bliss.
“Who am I”
“Why do you waste your time like this?”,
a passerby asked a sanyasi sitting by the riverside.
He remained silent.
“Don’t you want to live a life?”
Without opening his eyes, in a voice deeper from within him asked back.
“You have lived your life?”
“I have. I still do. I have started a family, I own a house, and I own a business. made money, finding ways to make more, so I can live happily”, he replied egoistically.
“You think you will be happy in the end?”
“Yes, I have owned everything”
But with one reply from the Sanyasi, his ego was broken to smithereens.
“You don’t own your breath”
Ananda
Universal Consciousness
“Why are you alone, Babaji?”
The hot summer evening saw the usual bustling.
The street was similar to the ones shown by the white men in their films, it was brushed with a tinge of yellow blanketed by the dust from the vehicles and by the smoke rising from the street stalls.
The aroma of spices that marked the Indian culture made the scene picturesque.
But the white-bearded man resting peacefully among this chaos was what caught Brooke’s eyes.
He had come from Britain to find why the thought of India attracted him the most. And at the sight of the old man who had a slight grin on his face, he knew exactly where to ask.
Babaji was sitting with his eyes closed, the question was heard but he remained silent.
Brooke touched his feet and said, “Please do answer my question, Babaji, I would like to know my purpose here”.
Brooke was startled by a voice that was deep yet calm like the ocean.
“What brought you here is your purpose, young man.”
“But I don’t understand”.
“You will.”
Babaji stood up from his trance, touched Brooke’s head and began to recede away, moving peacefully like a bubble floating above the chaotic waves of the ocean.
Brooke was flabbergasted by what he saw. Everything around him vanished, he felt his whole body vibrate in the rhythm of the universe while his eyes reflected his true self.
It felt like hours before he opened his eyes but it took only two minutes, he realised. He searched for Babaji, and he spotted him far away moving at the same pace, the pace of the Universe.
Truth=Bliss
Love=God
I am in love.
I can see him in the couple’s eyes
when they stare at each other.
I can see him when a mother
looks at her kids.
I can see him when a newborn lays his eyes
at his parents.
I can see him in the nutrients that lie beneath and in the stars that align the sky.
Every day, he gifts us beautiful flowers and scrumptious fruits.
His presence is exigent, ’cause he is in the water, air, and light.
He is in you.
Everything is his manifestation.
And I can never be ignorant of his love.
Yes, God is my lover and I am forever his.
We all are.
We all belong to him.
Sunkissed Soul
Serenity being nature’s demeanor,
yonder stands a tree on a poised hill,
shadowing the sorrows of life that lies below
the clear sky and above the crystal sea,
symbolizing the truth beyond naked eyes,
so I sit beneath it with closed eyes,
listening to earthly aroma
gifted by the muted breeze
that comes uninvitedly and
brushes a strand of my hair,
it feels like the caresses from God,
and it feels like home.
Adios
“I can’t wait anymore”, she said.
“Wait for what?”, he asked
“For you to fall in love with me”, she replied.
Self-Enquiry
“Who am I?”, the question we forgot to ask since our birth.
Euphoria
The second I realise this life is nothing
is the moment I am waiting for.
God’s Will
Blessed
Don’t seek what you don’t have instead see what you still have. Be grateful because you are blessed.
The Unborn
His arms were cold,
but his heart still warm.
The mother truly felt the beats
even though he was still born.
Gone With The Wind…
The moment I returned to my true home,
I started to gradually fade from the memories of my loved ones who had accompanied me from birth to death,
strangers never knew of my existence and my kith and kin began to forget about the fact I even existed once.
I was completely erased from this world of unending miseries the moment the ones who gave me birth took their leave just like me excluding the fact that I had an unexpected early departure.
Before it all gets evanesced, for the one last time, as I glance back at the journey of my life through the memories I had made there, it was unforgettable and excruciating, yet quite beautiful and divine.
“I have learned many lessons, I hope to learn more”, says my soul, as it embarks on the journeys of life with many disguises.
Violence
Wars are never won
because they are always
devastating, leaving behind
fruitless success to be
adorned by the tears of
the bereaved.
An Angel
Silent Killer
‘Expectations’ brought me a friend ‘Joy’, but his enemy, ‘Depression’, stalked me till I shedded tears whose girlfriend, ‘Pain’, slowly wrecked me until I was no more.
Ecstasy
Happiness was when I toddled around, crying for my favourite candy, smiling
at every relative who came and went, munching the rolls of rice with curry mama gave me and dozing off with toys around, free of responsibilties.
Gaze
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