At the end of all knowing, is there only an
unsolvable riddle, a paradox, an answerless koan?
All the volumes of Holy Scriptures, what do they
really say?
Who can describe that cold fire ever-burning in the
centre, its mystical radiance, its soul-melting flame?
How can I speak of this immaculate ecstasy, this
aching, infinite joy that dissolves everything ?
There is no one left to tell the tale, all that I
was has disappeared into the echoes of your Name.
So let the thunder of your silence break through
the cobwebs of mind and reveal the unsayable:
Like the sun burning off the early morning mists, sweep
this illusion away.
Stop this game of hide-and-seek, stand still and
show your Self!
Let the long night of ignorance end forever
in the shining splendour of your eternal day.
P.S.
: Listen! I know who you really are, your
secret’s safe with me: I turned myself inside out like a sock and fell into
your net.
Like
a hungry spider you devoured me in one swoop.
And
lo! I am become you and you are me!
There
is nothing I would rather be.
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