First hum of the day
Realizing his very presence is Present at its best
The extreme conditionings of arising sensations
Enmeshes perceptions in a tangled mess of beautiful contradictions
No exceptions
What is being described here is a mere gross approximation
What IS, is truth-worthy without interruptions
Listen carefully
But do not be misled by words of pleasure
the castle of power
Know that the witness is the watch-tower
Of the Real
Of the Substantial
Of the Awareness inherent in all Universal
Suffering is a call for attention
The seeker seeks with a desire for Creation
But ignorance will persist when there is anticipation
When mine is no more, where are your possessions?
You yourself without fail is the foundation
Seasons come
Seasons go
The tree is perennial
The Self-Evident is the proof that proves all else
Yet the Nothingness that pervades is untraceable
The mystical is the most practical
The one that is two that is three
Is One that is Free
Our roots, deep
SitaraAlaknandaShakti (c)
