Though you cling to them with the anchor of steel,
Not even the shadow of the things you love Will go with you when you are dead.
Why then have you forgot your own true Self ?
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I searched for my Self
but no one, I know now,reaches the hidden knowledgeby means of effort.Then, absorbed in ‘Thou art This,’I found the place of Wine.There all the jars are filled,but no one is left to drink.[Taken from Women in Praise of the Sacred: 43 Centuries of Spiritual Poetry by Women, Edited by Jane Hirshfield]
Give up imagining that the skill of killing desire,
He stands close by you! Do not look for Him far away.The void was dissolved in the Void!
There is neither you, nor I;
nor the process of meditation;The Father of all action forgot Himself there.The blind did not see any relationship and support there,The devout merged with Him, the moment they saw the Lord!
This counsel to the body give, O Soul:
Eat only to satisfy your hunger;Devote yourself with all your heartto the knowledge of the Supreme Self.Consider this body to be food for the forest ravens.
By the highway I came,
And so I find me still on the embarkment,not having gone even half the way,And the day is done, the light has failed.I search my pockets but not a cowrie find:What shall I pay for the ferry fee ?
It is easy to read and to recite;
And, reading seek out the Self within.By constant practice, not by books,Conviction grew in my heartOf God, Who is Consciousness-Bliss.