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The Symphony of the Integrated Self
Poetic RenderingWhen my walk is true, my words flow true;when my speech is pure, my steps align with it.In all my movements and all my words,it is You who are…
Posted inMaheshwara - Bhakta BHAKTA
The Resonance of the Authentic Heart
Poetic RenderingThey call with garlands,they sing with lips,they flatter with tongue and gesture but the heart stands empty, untouched.Can Shiva come to such a call,where faith is hollow and love…
Posted inPranalingi - Bhakta BHAKTA
The Singularity of the Awakened Heart
Poetic RenderingAs a faithful wife cleaves to one husband,so the awakened heart cleaves to one God.Turn away, turn awayfrom the glitter of many godsthey scatter the mindlike wind scattering dry…
Posted inBhakta - Maheswara MAHESHWARA
The Sacred Alchemy of the Inner Wilderness
Poetic RenderingIn the tangled Vindhya-forest of my heart,where the tiger of fierce wanting prowls,teach that tiger to soften into a parrot of praiselet its savage breath turn to the chant…
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The Call Before the Last Breath: Awaken Now
Poetic RenderingBefore hair turns white and mocks your vanity,before the mirror laughsat your forgotten youth,before your teeth fall like dry leaves from a dying tree,before your knees tremble and your…
Posted inBHAKTA Prasadi - Bhakta
The Fragrance of Truth is Known Only By Living It
Poetic RenderingDoes the tongue need instructionto know the sweetness it touches?Is not the tasting itself the knowing?Does a blossom, filled with fragrance,wait for the garland-maker’s command to bloom?So then why…
Posted inSharana - Bhakta BHAKTA
The Futility of the Unlived Truth
Poetic RenderingWhat use is wealthto one who hoards like a pig staring at the moon?What use is a mirrorin the hands of the blind?What use is a rubyto a monkey…
Posted inSharana - Bhakta BHAKTA
The Water Dries, The Tree Withers Where Then Is Your God?
Poetic RenderingThey plunge into water simply because they see the water;they circle the sacred tree only because others circle it.But when the riverbed cracks dry,and the holy tree itself witherswhen…
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The Froth Beneath the Iron Shield
Poetic RenderingTrying to guard water-frothwith an iron shieldwhat folly is this, O man?For this body too is but a bubble,glittering for a breath in the sun,vanishing the next momentinto the…
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The Laughter that Awakens
Poetic RenderingWhat use, O man,in reading a hundred scriptures,if a single grain of greed still roots in your heart?What use in hearing a thousand discourses,if one spark of anger can…