You ask for Love
but the asking itself
is an equation for the Many
so drop the seeking
drop the yearning
and all experiencing will cease
on this pathless path of Eternity
You are the totality of the Free
not the superstructure of plurality
simply the One-Isness of the foundation
hums of your rightful name in ecstasy
Why is this unbearable
it is just the mind distracting
nestled in the sacred valley
is the song of your choosing
You spinning on the axis of matter
immersed in multitudes of pleasure
it is when you neutralize the rhythmic swing
can the dancer be the lover
Armored in kaleidoscope of transient impressions
calling the era of warring brothers the celestial prophecy
but only when the knight allows the sun to beam on the crown
can he truly be the King of the Kings
Are you understanding?
In night's moon silver
is the initiation into the sacred fire
that which will burn away only that which is not
let me repeat
that which will burn away only that which is not
be the verb of servicing of an Universal imagining
feel the Omnipresent thrill of this very life you are living
but be the evidence of Truth
even the peacemaker is dying
no more identity
then, will freedom take flight into the cloudless sky
beyond the subtlest of all subtlety
where resides the castle of the Unmoving
which you reign undoubtedly as the King of Kings
SitaraAlaknandaShakti (c)
