“That Night that is
blazing with the pure, broad daylight of true wisdom, where nothing else
delights, nothing else shines, nothing else exists, only the eternal perfect
Self shining like a thousand suns……that Night is the Night of Shiva. “
“The experience of Self, which is nothing but the form of supreme
love, is that in which the eyes see only love, the tongue tastes only love and the touch feels only love,
which is bliss. “
Bhagawan Ramana Maharishi, Guru Vachaka Kovai
In the depths of myself, I am become love, a love that rages through my
being like a tempest;
a grand love, a ferocious, total
and unconditional love, elemental as a storm, sharper than a surgeon’s knife.
It is a deluge that sweeps all
away, a raging fire that devours my whole universe, a fierce ecstasy that
demands total and absolute surrender.
Like a sacrifice at the feet of
a Goddess, I leap up gladly and offer my head!
Like a corpse consumed in the
flames of the pyre, all that is left of me is a handful of ash.
Rising like a phoenix, my Beloved embraces me, absorbs me, dissolves me
like salt in His sea.
No words can describe the ecstatic perfection of that bliss!
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