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Far beyond all
conceived universes
Far beyond the Supreme Person
Unsiezable,
unknowable
O Supreme Vibration
Intimate, immovable, peace and
silence absolute Consciousness,
Substance, inalterable Presence in all
manifestation
O Thou, Supreme Vibration
Beyond evil and goodness Thou,
indivisible,
Who supports and fulfills all forces, all forms.
O Thou, untouchable
O Supreme
Vibration
Thou who alone
exists, beyond all existence, Soul of all existence,
Thou,
unconditionally, inexhaustible source, unknown origin
Undiscoverable, Thou, forever unknown intimate living being,
the One
O Supreme Vibration
May You remain
always perceptible to our consciousness, in all things,
In
all beings and everywhere, beyond everything.
O Supreme
Vibration
We no longer have
any will neither separate from
Nor united to Yours, Thou
alone exists.
Our gratitude, our
salutations
O
Supreme Vibration
Blessings, Blessings
Love and
Gratitude
Salutation, Silent
Contemplation
Blessings, Blessings.
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Om Douce Mere
Why do you climb those terrible
mountains?
You suffer cold, hunger,
blizzard,
You risk a fall every moment.
What if the rope snaps or the
nail comes out?
What if the snow beneath your
feet breaks
And you are sucked in?
What if your axe starts a
landslide?
Are you not afraid of the
roaring advance of the avalanche?
I feel so giddy and shiver
lying in my cozy bed
When I see you tumbling down and down into the
abyss
With no one to count your bones.
O Climber of mountains
What thrill,
What joy do you get from this
drama
Of self-invited danger, death
and destruction?
Can't you remain quietly in
your room
Savoring coffee, watching TV or
enjoying pleasant company?
What makes you throwaway all
the pleasures
Of life and make this dive into a world
Of unknown danger and fright?
All the same, God bless you 0
Climber.
But for you we would not have
known
The mountains, the deserts, depths of oceans,
Hidden continents
and submerged gold bars.
God bless you,
O Climber. |
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O Mother
Divine, O Great Mother
You are so utterly simple, humble
And so easily accessible, so
incredibly good.
You are all the time wherever
You are,
Giving blessings to anyone and everyone,
Pouring in each
individual
Your transmuting Love and
Compassion
Without considering whether they are
For You or against You
and the Divine,
Whether they deserve the Grace,
Because they are all
Your children
And You forever carry them on
Your bosom.
No power on earth or elsewhere
Can hamper and even less stop
Your constant work of transformation
Of this world of misery,
suffering and violence
Into a divine world of peace, harmony and unity,
A world of love and beauty, a
world where
The awakened souls are ever
engaged in adoration
Of the Divine in all their acts, thoughts and
emotions.
May we live always in You, by You and only for You.
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The Happiness
Divine Mother,
Nameless Eternal Being,
Creatrix Supreme,
Grace Incarnate in a fragile body
Who art beyond the Form and the
Formless,
Beyond the zenith of our climbing,
Beyond the widest waking and
the deepest sleep,
Only one boon we ask Thee to hasten Thy
manifestation:
Transmute these earthen vessels
into immaculate receptacles
And fill them with Thy transcendent Love,
Delight-content in the lotus-core of the Reality.
No Light can persuade the Night
to mend her ways.
No power can bend the self-will
of wind-blown thistledown.
No beauty can break through the
armor of gloom and selfishness.
But Love conquers by
surrendering Her omnipotence
To division, derision, violence and death.
All opposition succumbs to Her,
worn out in the end
Like a sword that yields to water finding no
resistance.
Only Love can reveal the
Beloved in a speck of dust caught in a sunbeam.
Only Love can prepare
the destined hour for the birth of the unborn Spirit.
Thy Love self-fulfilled gives
and gives and wants nothing in exchange,
Sustains the humble violets and
the majestic chrysanthemums with equal grace,
Leads the unwilling
blindness to illumination through tenderness,
Nurses with compassion the
wounds of the victor and the pride of the vanquished,
And sees the
promise of God in each closed bud sleeping in the glow of the Dawn.
Love lies bleeding in the sand
pierced through the heart by a jeering rabble
And transforms each
particle into a crimson epiphany of sacrifice.
Power can obliterate a vast
empire with a mere glance,
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127
Break the frail bodies but
cannot tame the indomitable spirit of man.
Knowledge can dazzle the mind
with its prismatic splendor
Yet cannot change a
sun-bleached mountain into a forest of orchids and ferns.
When Love smiles and rains down
its sweetness
Buried hope is resurrected,
rocks melt into fountains and cascades,
Deserts stop their march towards
barrenness,
Worms and caterpillars are
exalted to a nobler sphere,
The Daemon locked in the mute
heart of the atom is delivered.
Love finds the psychic lines of
rapture,
Gathers the consecrated petals yearning
And unites them into a mystic
gesture, a symbol of close-linked harmony,
Pink meditation of a
dedicated Rose.
Occult powers, riches and
artistic faculties,
Though precious gifts, we lay them at Thy feet.
Only one boon we ask Thee to
hasten Thy manifestation:
Transmute these earthen vessels
into immaculate receptacles
And fill them with Thy transcendent Love,
Delight-content in the lotus-core of the Reality.
Love is the recondite name of
the One,
The insoluble bond holding
together the Mansion of the manifold creation,
The ever-new Mystery
which knowledge cannot fathom.
Love is the foundation, Love
the stair of our ascension,
The ring of fire which keeps
the wolves at bay when falls the darkness,
The miracle tonic that
prevents fatigue on the way,
The crown that awaits the
seeker at the summit of aspiration.
Mother Divine, only Love can
realize on Earth Thy purple design.
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Dreams, unending garland of many colored
beads,
White dreams, crimson dreams, blue dreams,
green dreams,
Golden beads, rubies, sapphires, pearls,
jades and diamonds.
Open dreams, violet dreams, nightmares,
embrace and tears,
Cool dreams, ravishing dreams, hopeless
dreams, suicide,
Battles and struggles, wild blind passions,
momentary
Exultation, sinking dreams, rising tides,
snatches of light,
This happy touch, that bum, the sting and
the dagger,
Endless encounters, throngs of faces,
bodies and whirling crowds,
Water on parched lips, eye finding a
diamond shaft
In another look, locked enchantment, shiver
and disaster.
Excruciating pain followed by a glad
laughter,
A child is born, an unseen stray bullet
hits the balloon filled with mirth,
Endless encounters, a strange powerful
magnet
Holds all creation together enthralled,
Chained to one another, each life a foul
and sweet stream of dreams,
Dreams, gone, gone forever at each second
in the oblivion.
A flash, an epiphany, a cloudburst, a
heaven come down,
A rattle of thunder, the magic lost in the
dust storm.
Thin air within grasp, the giant bird flies
through
Close-knit strong net with ease.
Many colored beads, light and heavy, big
and small,
Sharp and smooth, hot and cold, sweet and
shocking
Red, green, yellow, white, clear and
opaque, shining blue,
Quiver of hope, dull shattered dreams all
held together
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By a magic thread of gold,
memory running through
The many colored beads, paintings succeeding
paintings,
The real dissolving into dreams, the dreams becoming real,
Where is the borderline, an instant a dream, a real one.
A confusion, a
breakdown, blank dreams, nightmares,
Gossamer dreams, the solid reality
melts into nothingness.
God is dreaming, playing His
fanciful game, all is fun.
Join His hilarious sham tragic
plays, happy dreams,
Golden dreams, purple dreams,
violent dreams, sweet dreams, sad dreams.
All shades of an absolute
Beatitude divine untarnished as the Fire,
Invulnerable as water which no
sword can pierce, free as the
Wind Which cannot be chained, as full as
the zero whose contents
No one can fathom, eternal unbound by time,
infinite,
Free from the conventions of
space and dimensions.
No one is lost, nothing is
diminished, an endless dream,
Perpetual recurring dreams, same tale told
all over again,
The same song with a million variations, a string
Of shifting notes, the same
adorable Face of our Friend
Behind a million ever-changing masks,
laughing, teasing,
Dreams, marvelous unsubstantial events, sets and
plays,
Oh, my Beloved always escaping my prison-embrace.
Love, love, lovely dreams hide
and seek of love with love.
I can never lose You anymore; my life is as
real, as intense
As a log of wood burning in the sacrificial fire, Oh
Dreamer
Let me enjoy Your plays even if I survive only as fragrance.
Oh Dreamer, all that I touch
and feel shall only be Thy Presence.
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This marvelous, beautiful,
terrible, cruel and violent world
Is my creation out of my own being, my
immortal substance.
I am the prostrate Godhead
slowly waking up from my fathomless trance,
Rising gradually by
tremendous steps towards my absolute Light.
All matter is my own
consciousness, first iceberg, floating cathedrals on the illimitable
Immobility of Consciousness, Power, inconceivable Bliss of Existence.
I have transformed the fiery
ball of gas and matter in fusion into a cool peaceful
Globe, all fire
melted into water. I have showered the unveiled rays of my
Immortal Sun
on the lifeless deserts of huge submerged continents to create
The first
pulsations of life in a colony of enzymes. Through a long zigzag series
Of ups and downs and mutations, ever approaching the vision, I gradually
Evolved a being ready to receive some light, my faint reflections in a
form.
From the monkey emerged man,
the animal endowed with a mind.
Man is half-awakened Godhead
blindly groping for his way.
He is My half-finished image,
half-baked vessel for my descent,
I am inside him, his spring of life,
his strength, his light, his soul.
I am above him, his angel, his
kind friend, infallible Guide.
Man is doomed, his end is near,
nothing can save him.
Rejoice,
O soul of Man, unless
you die, God cannot be born.
Allow Me to descend unhindered
with my conscious Power in your mind, life,
Body and soul, in the
darkest dungeons, in every nook and corner and abysmal
Depths closed to
Light. I shall illumine your consciousness with my liquid golden
Force,
fill with the Bliss of the Brahman, all your thoughts, dreams and
emotions.
Man, you are only my opaque
mask, my poor shabby disguise,
Surrender to My love and wisdom, I am the
fragrant rose in your soul.
Die to your half-lit life of
agony, doubt, and paralyzing fear.
Emerge through the death of ego
into an immortal life of splendor.
I shall serve through You my Lord
residing in all beings and forms,
Become a giant tree offering shade to
the harassed pilgrims
On the rough burning road,
sanctuary for the homeless souls
Suffocating in the maze of agonizing
ignorance.
The ancient prophecy has come
true - man dies and God is born.
O hero-souls, come join my expedition to a majestic
plateau beyond mind.
135
At last the Spirit in me looks
at the Eternal Spirit, relieved.
The veil is cut to ribbons,
transparent, as if it never existed.
The huge restless noisy machine
driven by an unquiet Will
Has fallen asleep apparently,
--- is now only a silent energy,
A smooth flowing current in
harmony with million other forces,
All moving willingly, unwillingly,
some happy, others struggling,
Driven by a Conscious Power to work out
even without knowing
The Divine Plan, eternally unfolding for the sheer
pleasure
Of Some Wonderful Moviemaker in search of novelties.
All is quiet within amidst the
roar of thunder and ruin,
The deafening crash of falling
ancient strong headed citadels
Of the mighty lords of the earth,
desperately setting up a barrage
Against the swallowing tidal wave,
mountain high Grace.
The unusually kind Moviemaker has taken me in his
team.
In between shooting an episode
on the location selected,
He is busy in planning, explaining to us all
his next adventure.
Our heart, mind, body and soul
must be thoroughly trained,
Only then, we would function well, satisfy
our Director.
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137
The peace of Eternity has
filled my soul.
Wherever I look, a marvelous
unfathomable Mystery,
Something, Someone infinite, faceless, nameless
smiles at me.
Ceaseless flow of shapes and
forms, colors and sounds,
Epic dramas, shifting panorama like the stormy
sky,
Fleet across the too small ridiculous screen of my soul.
A shoreless, boundless Ocean, now calm, now furious,
Boiling, battling,
sleeping like a sheet mirror,
Heaving bosoms of countless
titans, gods, monsters and angels,
Piled at times with snow cathedrals,
covered with white purity,
An eruption of luminous colors
reflecting the changing moods of the One,
A million broken suns dancing
on its roaring waves,
A dreamland of floating lamps
launched by a pale blue moon,
A liquid immensity holding
terror and beauty, laughter and slaughter,
Love and vengeance, sweetness
and monstrous violence,
Yet this magnificent spectacle
is only a tiny facet,
Mobile face of Something,
Someone immobile, absolute.
Death has no meaning for me,
birth ceases in a conscious Eternity,
A stupendous non-stop perpetual
whirlpool,
The One indivisible,
unalterable, inscrutable, close,
Locked in an embrace the ruthless
Killer and the tenderest Lover,
Intimate, inseparable, inaccessible,
impenetrable, infinite.
Sipping a glass of heady Soma
offered by my dangerous Friend,
Struck dumb in amazement, I watch His
vast Cosmic Opera.
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Remember, my child, I am always with you, deep in your soul,
At all
hours, Remember, I watch over your life and progress,
With love and care
and guide your uncertain steps.
Remember me wherever you may be in the
world.
Repeat my name whenever you have a little time to spare.
I am present everywhere. To see and feel my Presence.
My child, you have only to switch on the inner Light.
I am inside you, outside you, above and below.
You can feel my Love with only a little warmth on your side.
Remember, I never abandon you even when you go out of the happy
sunlit path.
Remember my Love always, I never scold or punish, that is not my
way.
I am pouring my love in your heart day and night.
Remember, I am your Mother, Father, Counselor and Queen.
Remember me always for I am your closest, faithful and dearest
Friend.
Hide nothing from me. Depend on me for all your needs.
Remember you are My child, I can never be ashamed of you,
whatever you do,
Remember me, I shall give you sunshine,
laughter and joy in life,
Which no one can take away from you.
In spite of your thousand mistakes, hold on to me,
Remember, my
child can never fail.
Tell me all your plans and dreams. I am always with you.
Remember, I love and protect you.
Remember me when afraid, no one can do any harm to you.
I want you to be really good, always happy, my child.
Remember, I live in the heart
Of all living beings, human and animal.
When you are kind to anyone, Remember, you are kind to me.
Be generous as the ocean, fill the world with good thoughts and
feelings.
Be straight and simple, Remember me always without fail.
Enter your heart to know what I like, Remember, never to tell a
lie.
I shall put within your reach all that is noble and beautiful.
Have the utmost goodwill for all, Remember, all are my Children.
Remember me for any help for I am always with you day and night.
Remember, my child, your life is worth living only in the
service divine.
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Life is so dull, so boring,
Mediocre without any pomp or
ceremony,
Give me a moment of respite
When I can feel
the Eternal, as I am
Holding for a brief moment a
stranger
In my arms,
See in his body, the luminous substance
Of which the
stars are made.
Million, trillion years have gone by,
I see dancers on
the stage,
Nameless godheads in ecstasy for a fraction of a second,
Never, never in time, it shall be the same,
A face, a name, a souvenir, a mystic presence,
The precious moment, when all is Infinity and
fathomless;
The death of a duck laid out in the sun
Evokes the passage of the Lord in a feathery body.
For an utter joy through the jungles and marches of
time,
Give me an instant when eyes pierce through the
guise,
When signs and symbols fall silent
Before the ineffable grandeur of a mystic Existence.
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Fiery Rings of Grace
A Whirlwind, a
volcanic eruption,
an earthquake,
Mighty Kali passed,
challenging our
right to live and
breathe,
Defiant, vigilant
eagles
lightning-swift came
tearing down,
Roaring young lions
answered forth with
their talons and
fangs.
Somnolent
serpent-powers
raised their hoods,
hissed and struck.
Complacent souls
bogged in
trivialities shook
off their fatal
indolence.
Arrogant tin gods
shut up in their
bloated castles of
vanity
Came out into a
nobler dimension and
tasted the impact of
oneness.
Galvanized into a
giant unity, parts
forced open the
gates of bliss.
Love and power
poured down in
grateful hearts in a
thousand cascades.
Dynamic, imperative,
brooking no
insolence, falsehood
or delay,
A supernal rhythm
has come to stay, a
decisive battle been
won.
The World-Mother
pressed Her children
through the fiery
rings of Grace,
Proud, She entrusts
Heaven's work to
their hands. They
have justified Her
faith.
We are irrevocably
one, now and
forever, in and
around the Mother,
One tree and its
million yearning
branches,
One Sun and its
numberless
darkness-destroying
rays,
One oceanic impulse
and its eternal
passionate waves.
O Kali,
we welcome Thy fury,
keep us awake.
Shatter the mortal
hold of the old
deities unwilling to
admit the new.
Thyself withdraw and
leave the future to
the power of Love,
Harmony and Truth.
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Hail to
Thee,
benevolent
Force
Divine,
auspicious
rain,
Thy fountain
of radiant
joy, Thy
cloudbursts
of luminous
energy
Fall on the
praying
meadows, on
the
shriveled up
vines and
tendrils,
On the
burnt-out
shrubs and
trees,
temples in
ruin, on the
pebbles and
shingles,
On the bare
rocky
slopes, on
the faint
etiolating
hopes, on
the
quivering
silver-streak
Of a dried
up stream,
on the
drooping
sunflowers
tired of a
long penance
of standing.
Hail to
Thee, river
of Peace,
cascade of
Silence.
Migrating
tribes
crossing the
desert,
Birds in
flight,
cornfield in
torment
drink with a
million lips
Thy
purifying
torrent
Of limpid
delight.
Smothered
with Thy
kisses the
leaves
tremble in
mute
ecstasy.
The wild
roses run
amuck and
cover the
fields
faster than
the weeds.
The green
moss fondles
the stones
with velvety
tenderness.
The
wilderness
turns into a
fervent
viridian
prayer with
a drop of
Thy Grace.
The lotus
raises its
head through
mud-cakes
changed into
a turquoise
pool.
Blessing of
the unseen
gods, honey
from the
emerald
island of
the Blue
Seas,
Maddened
drops heavy
and fine,
fiery
sparkling
wine,
scorpion
stings of
liquid
flame.
Vehemence of
the Spirit,
delegate of
the
Infinite,
keen shafts
of Light,
Relentless
greyhounds
seeking out
the brutal
instincts in
order to
kill,
Celestial
perfume
filling up
the inner
aisles with
frankincense
purity,
O
Force, bring
Thy swift
and violent
current of
merciless
rapture
divine,
Blinding
showers,
roaring
hurricanes,
mountain-high
waves,
immense
lightning
Strokes
cleaving the
towers of
darkness.
Blow up the
armored
shell of our
ignorance
Into a
myriad
fragments,
shatter the
vainglory of
an illusory
independent
existence.
O
passionate
Lover, crush
Thy beloved
in an iron
embrace
sweeter than
death,
Take her for
honeymoon to
bright
dimensions
packed with
dense Light.
Come down, O
foaming
torrents,
blue, green,
orange,
shimmering
pink and
violet.
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148
Receding Horizons
Recede and widen into
the vibrant unity of
God,
O
ancient
frontiers of limited
purity and saintliness,
feel the immense current
Of life, the
riotous passion that
flows jubilant through
the unbroken veins.
Break the adamantine
barriers of flimsy
convention and emerge
Into the stupendous
solidarity of one
ecstasy.
Be one flesh, one body,
one single being with
all.
Drink from hidden
fountains the creative
energy that dissolves
Huge walls of taboo,
fear and nightmare.
Give up the cherished
limited territory,
sanctuary of precarious
security,
Illusory haven of
safety, sail through the
dangerous frothy, lofty
waves,
Passionate heaving
bosoms demanding your
joy into a million
fragments,
Body of god shredded
into torments.
O
nameless
Spirit, daring and
disdainful of life's
circumscribing
placidity,
Spiteful immobility,
dangerous self-satisfied
morality, light up the
body
With God's reckless love
for his own selves.
Recede, further and
further into the
vastness of a strong
embrace,
Ever widening horizons
of love's progress
triumphant, rapture
dance
Of incandescent waves,
white and iridescent
with purity of God's
flesh.
Come murderers,
debauchers and
libertines, come you
gangsters, thieves,
Hangmen and prostitutes,
traffickers in opium and
women, ruffians, apache
and Mafia,
All who defy Nature's
laws, live in dreadful
suspense, all who
delight in garish
Adventure across sealed
frontiers, come, become
one flesh with the
saintly rest.
You too are a burning
core of God's impatient
desire to find a short
cut
To His eternal home of
rapture. Recede and
disappear into Love's
Widening arcs, my prison
walls that suffocate the
soul in a tiny luminous
hole.
Bum, O my spirit, with
Infinite's passion for
the unsavored Bliss.
149
Sweet Mother
Thou art the
link in my
memory from life
to life
Through
interminable
Time manifesting
Thy ceaseless
creation.
As I am waking
up from a long
forgetfulness
I am recovering
my lost memory,
the sealed
secret
Of the
inexhaustible
most wonderful
treasury.
Up and down I
run through the
corridors of
Time.
Nothing is same
even for a
fraction of a
second.
An endless
movement
containing
infinite
restless whirls,
Pictures,
visions,
hallucinations,
dreams and
fancies
Incessant dramas
visible,
invisible,
minute and
gigantic
Day and night
without respite,
terror and
splendor,
A free for all,
inconceivable
liberty, holiday
for imagination,
Every fancy
becomes real, a
wish instantly
materializes.
What tremendous
Power moves all
the actors on
the chessboard?
Is there any
sense in this
uncontrolled
runaway madness?
What keeps all
the actors
hypnotized in
this fantastic
dance?
These clay
models
evanescent like
the morning mist
in the Sun
Glow with some
ineffable
magnificence,
fragile
grandeur.
All the million
variations from
darkness to
utter Effulgence
Are constantly
combined in a
bewildering
carelessness.
O Master
Magician, no
artist can paint
Thy elusive
Face,
No sculptor can
carve Thy
silhouette, no
one can bind
Thee
In a Name, Thou,
O ever unknown
Stranger, my
soul,
My love, this
magic of
unfolding
creation is only
Thyself.
My life is a
passing note, O
Supreme Musician
in Thy Symphony.
One,
indivisible,
inalterable,
Absolute,
immobile,
Silence,
Infinite rays,
mobile
fragments,
perpetual
motion, Delight.
Thy stupendous
Presence
pervades
immeasurably all
Existence.
O Mother Divine,
in Thy Eternity,
I discover my
continuity.
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Hope
My child, thy castle
of sand
On the banks of
immensity,
Can it forever
withstand
The onslaught of the
waves of Eternity?
Thy shield of clear
reasoning,
Is it really so cold
and strong
That it must always
resist the song
Of the Light that is
swelling?
The school of early
training,
The shallow pool for
paddling,
Can it for long
retain thee,
O
mariner,
From the
alluring call of the
far?
Hope, Courage &
Daring
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Dream Jars
I
listened through
the ages, mute
millenniums,
Far,
far beyond the
corridors of
myths and
legends.
I
felt the heart
of the burdened
time.
I
heard only
soul-searing
cries and
lamentations
Of
cruel
separation,
pillage, murder,
broken hopes,
Ruin,
starvation,
revenge,
betrayal and
hatred.
Gleams of moon
rays and ringing
laughter
And silver
jingling bells
so rarely
Accompanied the
carmine fierce
drama,
That the Seers
of old gave up
hope in their
blindness
And left the
poor Earth to
her seemingly
uncompromising
fate.
We love to weep
and treasure our
tragedies,
Gloat over the
misery of our
own kind,
And triumphantly
celebrate
slaughter and
disaster.
Happiness is
cloying, peace
is monotonous;
Mirth of the
youth and the
frolic of the
flowers
Are pastimes for
the poets,
artists and
lunatics,
But the clay
hides unshaped
unseen dream
jars.
Sorrow and
suffering are
the outer
coatings of a
deep joy,
Ever new and
more
intoxicating
than blood and
tears.
The bud of
sorrow blossoms
on walls,
Partitions and
division,
Dies in the wide
openness of
God's Oneness.
154 - 155
The Lord
Let us
meditate on
The Lord.
There is
only the
One,
Eternal,
infinite,
indivisible,
A single
Being,
A single
Existence,
The Brahman,
The supreme
Felicity.
O
Lord, our
guide
Infallible
All-powerful,
Give us
courage
To follow
You
To the end,
To Victory.
156 - 157
REMEMBER, My child, I
am always with you
''REMEMBER, My child, I
am always with you, deep
in your soul,
At all hours. Remember,
I watch over your life
and progress
With love and care and
guide your uncertain
steps.
Remember Me wherever you
may be in the world.
Repeat My name whenever
you have little time to
spare,
I am present everywhere.
To see and feel My
presence,
My child, you have only
to switch on the inner
light.
I am inside you, outside
you, above and below.
You can feel my love
with only a little
warmth,
On your side. Remember,
I never scold or punish.
That is not My way. I am
pouring My love in your
heart
Day and Night. Remember,
I am your Mother,
Father,
Counsellor and Queen.
Remember me always
For I am your closest,
faithful and dearest
friend.
Hide nothing from Me.
Depend on Me for all
your needs.
Remember, you are My
child, I can never be
ashamed of you.
Whatever you do remember
Me. I shall give you
sunshine,
Laughter and joy in
life, which no one can
take away from you.
In spite of your
thousand mistakes, hold
on to me.
Remember, My child can
never fail. Tell me your
plans and dreams.
I am always with you.
Remember, I love and
protect you.
Remember Me when afraid,
no one can do any harm
to you.
I want you to be really
good, always happy, My
child.
Remember, I live in the
hearts of all living
beings, human and
animal.
When you are kind to
anyone, remember you are
kind to Me.
Be generous as the
ocean, fill the world
with good thoughts and
feelings.
Be straight and simple,
remember Me always
without fail.
Enter your heart to know
what I like. Remember,
never to tell a lie.
I shall put within your
reach all that is noble
and beautiful.
Have the utmost goodwill
for all, remember all
are My children.
Remember Me for any
help, for I am always
with you day and night.
Remember My child, your
life is worth living
only in the Service of
Divine.''
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