“Except by the Lord’s Grace, which begins to function when one surrenders oneself completely at His Feet with sincere devotion, it cannot be cognised merely by the skill of the mind of the jiva - so subtle is the reality.” Bhagavan Ramana Maharishi
I mastered all the sacred texts but could not find you there.
I thought I was the teacher but found I was the taught.
What a tale is this, this lament of seeking and finding!
I thought I was the seeker and found I was the sought.
Between nothing and everything, you weave this wondrous tapestry.
With the secret voice of silence, you sing this eternal song.
Our game of hide-and-seek has endured for a thousand lifetimes:
Enough! Tell me, oh player, where do I truly belong?
You eternal child, all the galaxies are your playthings;
You dwell in sacred wonder, in unending joy and grace.
Who can ever describe you if no one can look upon you and live?
All the faiths have sung your glory, yet no one knows your face!
I wasted my precious lifetime searching in all the wrong places;
Now the sand in my hourglass is swiftly running out.
It’s time you proved your compassion, now do whatever you must:
Just let me know you at last, beyond all shadow of doubt!
This fever of longing burns me like kindling on a pyre.
Helpless, I am drawn like a moth to your flame.
Let the gentle rain of your grace cool me down, O beloved-
As voice blends in chorus, let me merge forever in the harmony of your name.
“Only when Self, the truth of love, is known, will the knot of all the severe problems in life be severed. Only when the pinnacle of love (the supreme love or para-bhakti) is attained can even liberation be said to be attained. Love is verily the heart of all religions.” Bhagavan Ramana Maharishi