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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #120 on: October 16, 2012, 01:24:43 AM »
You are not accidental. Existence needs you.
Without you something will be missing in existence and nobody can replace it.
That's what gives you dignity, that the whole existence will miss you.
The stars and sun and moon, the trees and birds and earth -
everything in the universe will feel a small place is vacant which cannot be filled by anybody except you.

This gives you a tremendous joy, a fulfillment that you are related to existence,
and existence cares for you. Once you are clean and clear, you can see tremendous love falling on you from all dimensions.

The stars, the rocks, the trees, the flowers, fish and birds - all are our brothers and sisters in this dance of life.
We human beings tend to forget this, as we pursue our own private agendas and believe we must fight to get what we need.
But ultimately, our sense of separateness is just an illusion, manufactured by the narrow preoccupations of the mind.

Now is the time to look at whether you are allowing yourself to receive the extraordinary gift of feeling "at "home" wherever you are.
If you are, be sure to take time to savor it so it can deepen and remain with you.
If on the other hand you've been feeling like the world is out to get you, it's time to take a break. Go outside tonight and look at the stars.

Osho

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« Reply #121 on: October 16, 2012, 01:36:46 AM »
Before there was a trace of this world of men,

I carried the memory of a lock of your hair,

A stray end gathered within me, though unknown.

Inside that invisible realm,

Your face like the sun longed to be seen,

Until each separate object was finally flung into light.

From the moment of Time’s first-drawn breath,

Love resides in us,

A treasure locked into the heart’s hidden vault;

Before the first seed broke open the rose bed of Being,

An inner lark soared through your meadows,

Heading toward Home.

What can I do but thank you, one hundred times?

Your face illumines the shrine of Hayati’s eyes,

Constantly present and lovely.


Poem by Bibi Hayati

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #122 on: October 16, 2012, 06:42:10 PM »
Who Knows How Mother Plays


Perchance a prophet thou-
Who knows? Who dares touch
The depths where Mother hides
Her silent failless bolts!
Perchance the child had glimpse
Of shades, behind the scenes,
With eager eyes and strained,
Quivering forms-ready
To jump in front and be
Events, resistless, strong.
Who knows but Mother, how,
And where, and when, they come?
Perchance the shining sage
Saw more than he could tell;
Who knows, what soul, and when,
The Mother makes Her throne?
What law would freedom bind?
What merit guide Her will,
Whose freak is greatest order,
Whose will resistless law?
To child may glories ope
Which father never dreamt;
May thousandfold in daughter
Her powers Mother store.


- Swami Vivekananda


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #123 on: October 17, 2012, 01:52:11 AM »
1. Gracious Lord who was born at the sacred place
the glorious gods of heaven are delighted to praise,
famous Tiruchuli.

2. The sea of nectar, the dweller in Arunachala was born of
the love of Alagu and Sundara. Out of love, the formless
One took human form.

3. Untainted knowledge flowed as the sea of love to the
fine Virupaksha cave on Aruna Hill and took form as
this pure being.

4. He threw down and stood with his feet on illusion, the
challenger; he did away with the deceitful senses and the
mass of past karma.

5. He who was taken up and embraced by Lord Arunachala,
my Lord and Master - he is Grace which took form and
stood as the wish-fulfilling tree.

Ramana Sadguru, Ramana Sadguru,
Ramana Sadguru, my Lord!
Ramana Sadguru, Ramana Sadguru,
Ramana Sadguru, my Lord!





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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #124 on: October 19, 2012, 09:21:34 PM »
Recognition


The longing of the mind is to be extraordinary. The ego thirsts and hungers for the recognition that you are somebody. Somebody achieves that dream through wealth, somebody else achieves that dream through power, politics; somebody else can achieve that dream through miracles, jugglery, but the dream remains the same: "I cannot tolerate being nobody."

And this is a miracle-- when you accept your nobodiness, when you are just as ordinary as anybody else, when you don't ask for any recognition, when you can exist as if you are not existing. To be absent is the miracle.

This story is beautiful, one of the most beautiful Zen anecdotes, and Bankei is one of the superb Masters. But Bankei was an ordinary man.

Once it happened that Bankei was working in his garden. A seeker came, a man in search of a Master, and he asked Bankei, "Gardener, where is the Master?"

Bankei laughed and said, "Wait. Go in through that door, and inside you will find the Master."

So the man went round and came inside. He saw Bankei sitting on a throne, the same man who was the gardener outside. The seeker said, "Are you kidding? Get down from this throne. This is sacrilegious, you don't pay any respect to the Master."

Bankei got down, sat on the ground, and said, "Now then, it is difficult. Now you will not find the Master here ... because I am the Master."

It was difficult for that man to see that a great Master could work in the garden, could be just ordinary. He left. He couldn't believe that this man was the Master; he missed.

Everybody is afraid of being nobody. Only very rare and extraordinary people are not afraid of being nobody --a Gautam Buddha, a Bankei. A nobody is not an ordinary phenomenon; it is one of the greatest experiences in life--that you are, and still you are not. That you are just pure existence with no name, with no address, with no boundaries... neither a sinner nor a saint, neither inferior nor superior, just a silence.

People are afraid because their whole personality will be gone; their name, their fame, their respectability, all will be gone; hence, the fear. But death is going to take them away from you anyway. Those who are wise allow these things to drop by themselves. Then nothing is left for death to take away. Then all fear disappears, because death cannot come to you; you don't have anything for death. Death cannot kill a nobody.

Once you feel your nobodiness you have become immortal. The experience of nobodiness is exactly the meaning of nirvana, of nothingness, of absolute undisturbed silence, with no ego, with no personality, with no hypocrisy--just this silence... and these insects singing in the night.

You are here in a way, and still you are not.

You are here because of the old association with the body, but look within and you are not. And this insight, where there is pure silence and pure isness, is your reality, which death cannot destroy. This is your eternity, this is your immortality.

There is nothing to fear. There is nothing to lose. And if you think anything is lost--your name, your respectability, your fame--they are worthless. They are playthings for children, not for mature people. It is time for you to be mature, it is time for you to be ripe, time for you just to be.

Your somebodiness is so small. The more you are somebody, the smaller you are; the more you are nobody, the bigger. Be absolutely nobody, and you are one with the existence itself.

Osho

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #125 on: October 19, 2012, 09:46:15 PM »
Renewal

When the heart tires and the throb stills recalling
Things that were once and again can be never,
When the bow falls and the drawn string is broken,
Hands that were clasped, yet for ever are parted,

When the soul passes to new births and bodies,
Lands never seen and meetings with new faces,
Is the bow raised and the fall’n arrow fitted,
Acts that were vain rewedded to the Fate-curve?

To the lives sundered can Time bring rejoining,
Love that was slain be reborn with the body?
In the mind null, from the heart’s chords rejected,
Lost to the sense, but the spirit remembers!


Sri Aurobindo

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #126 on: October 19, 2012, 10:12:55 PM »
I am a vagabond, but never ask me
From where I came.
I only know that I came like a shadow,
I’ll pass like a flame.
Every man that you meet on the roadway
And in the street,
Without his knowing hides a great vagabond’s
Tune in his feet.
What is the sun but a vagabond’s laughter?
What are the stars but a vagabond’s tears?
And the wide world is a wandering vagabond
Looking for someone through the long years.

HARINDRANATH CHATTOPADHYAYA

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #127 on: October 19, 2012, 10:23:28 PM »
LIGHT DIVINE


O light I already face to face
I meet you everywhere I go;
Already I begin to know
The poignant bliss of your embrace.

The colored lights which fill the skies
Of moon and sun and star on star,
Now that you flood my being, are
Reflected shadows from my eyes.

One touch of you, O light sublime,
O alchemy of alchemies!
Transmutes this fretting flesh and frees
The spirit from the bonds of time.

The dust of lanes beneath my feet
Is dappled with your warmth of gold;
It is your flowering I behold
In every man in every street.

O light! Already you have come
Into my life without delay;
These lips have nothing more to say
Beyond that they are stricken dumb!

HARINDRANATH CHATTOPADHYAYA



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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #128 on: October 21, 2012, 06:12:41 AM »
I said to this wanting creature inside me

I said to the wanting-creature inside me:
What is this river you want to cross?
There are no travelers on the river-road, and no road.
Do you see anyone moving about on that bank, or nesting?

There is no river at all, and no boat, and no boatman.
There is no tow rope either, and no one to pull it.
There is no ground, no sky, no time, no bank, no ford!

And there is no body, and no mind!
Do you believe there is some place that will make the
soul less thirsty?
In that great absence you will find nothing.

Be strong then, and enter into your own body;
there you have a solid place for your feet.
Think about it carefully!
Don’t go off somewhere else!

Kabir says this: just throw away all thoughts of
imaginary things,
and stand firm in that which you are.

 Kabir

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #129 on: October 22, 2012, 12:47:32 AM »
Shiva

On the white summit of eternity
A single Soul of bare infinities,
Guarded he keeps by a fire-screen of peace
His mystic loneliness of nude ecstasy.
But, touched by an immense delight to be,
He looks across unending depths and sees
Musing amid the inconscient silences
The Mighty Mother’s dumb felicity.

Half now awake she rises to his glance;
Then, moved to circling by her heart-beats’ will,
The rhythmic worlds describe that passion-dance.
Life springs in her and Mind is born; her face
She lifts to Him who is Herself, until
The Spirit leaps into the Spirit’s embrace.

Sri Aurobindo


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« Reply #130 on: October 22, 2012, 12:57:36 AM »
O servant where dost thou seek me


O servant, where dost thou seek Me?

O servant, where dost thou seek Me?

Lo ! I am beside thee.

I am neither in temple nor in mosque:
I am neither in Kaaba nor in Kailash:

Neither am I in rites and ceremonies,
nor in Yoga and renunciation.

If thou art a true seeker, thou shalt at once see Me:
thou shalt meet Me in a moment of time.

Kabir says, ‘ O Sadhu ! God is the breath of all breath.’

- Kabir

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« Reply #131 on: October 23, 2012, 04:02:53 PM »

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« Reply #134 on: October 23, 2012, 04:25:33 PM »
Looking for your own face

Your face is neither infinite nor ephemeral.
You can never see your own face,
only a reflection, not the face itself.

So you sigh in front of mirrors
and cloud the surface.

It’s better to keep your breath cold.
Hold it, like a diver does in the ocean.
One slight movement, the mirror-image goes.

Don’t be dead or asleep or awake.
Don’t be anything.

What you most want,
what you travel around wishing to find,
lose yourself as lovers lose themselves,
and you’ll be that.

- Attar