Showing posts with label Self. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Self. Show all posts

Saturday, 21 May 2016

சும்மா இரு!


அம்மா என்று நீ அழுதுதித்த நாள்முதலாய்

சும்மாவே இல்லாது சோதனைகள் பலசெய்து

எம்மானுடன் போல் உழலேன்நான் இனியென்று

பெம்மான் அருள் வேண்டிப் பலவூர் சென்றாலும்

இம்மா மூடனும் மெய்யறிய வேண்டுமெனில்

சிம்மாசனமிட்ட நான் வேண்டா மெனவிலக்கி

பம்மாத் துன்பகட்டு வெளிவேடம் தனைவிடுத்து

கம்மாய் நீர்போலத் தெளிவான  சிந்தையுடன்

நம்மால் இயலாது எனநாதன் தாள் பணிந்து

எம்மான் எந்தை ஈசனையுன் உள்நிறுத்திச்

சும்மா இரு!

~ ஸ்வாமி

Wednesday, 31 December 2014

I am. Not!

In the higher peaks of me
I tried seeing myself,
Only to realize...
I am not my Self.

In the denser forests of me
I tried smelling myself,
Only to realize...
I am not my Self.

In the broader spectrum of me
I tried hearing myself,
Only to realize...
I am not my Self.

In the deeper oceans of me
I tried tasting myself,
Only to realize...
I am not my Self.

In the farther lands of me
I tried touching myself,
Only to realize...
I am not my Self.

I tried seeing far, but
Could not see my Self.

I tried smelling deep, but
Could not smell my Self.

I tried hearing sharp, but
Could not hear my Self.

I tried tasting strong, but
Could not taste my Self.

I tried touching hard, but
Could touch my Self.


I tried, tried, tried, tried and tried…

In the vaster expanses of me
I tried thinking of myself,
Only to realize...I am not my Self.


I tried again,
And then realized…

I am neither the peak,
Nor am I the seen...

I am neither the forest,
Nor am I the smell…

I am neither the spectrum,
Nor am I the sound…

I am neither the ocean,
Nor am I the taste…

I am neither the land,
Nor am I the touch…


I stopped trying,
And then realized…

I am a distant relative of Self
On the rare occasions we meet, 
I think... 
Self contemplates... and 
Both of us remain Silent!


I fell silent,
And then…

In my quest to find my Self
I realized I am not myself... and 
Only when I and me disappear, 
The Self will appear!


I remained silent,
And…

The Self is the peak and seeing… and
Beyond the heights seen.

The Self is the forest and smelling… and
Beyond the dense smelt.

The Self is the spectrum and hearing… and
Beyond the sounds heard.

The Self is the ocean and tasting… and
Beyond the depths tasted.

The Self is the land and touching… and
Beyond the reaches touched.

The Self is the mind and thinking… and
Beyond the expanses of thought.


I remained…

The Self is the sense… and
Beyond the senses!

The Self is the thought… and
Beyond the thoughts!

The Self is silence… and
Beyond the silence!


The Self is all… and
Beyond the all!

The Self is I… and
Beyond the I!

I...


The Self Is…
I Am. Not!

@PrakashSwamy, ACC

Monday, 24 February 2014

Yet!

We keep fish swimming in a tank, yet
We love strolling on the beach...
Marveling at the vastness of ocean!

We keep dogs tightly on a leash, yet
We love walking them around proudly...
Ignoring their stray brethren on streets!

We keep birds chirping in a cage, yet
We love viewing through fancy binoculars...
Gaping at the graceful flight of free birds!

We keep plants confined in pots, yet
We love yakking about saving the environment...
Waxing eloquent on green cover of roadside trees!

We keep children enrolled in institutions, yet
We love wanting them to learn more and grow...
Forgetting that simply studying isn't learning!

We keep ourselves locked in places, yet
We love traveling around the world...
Limiting our existence within walled boundaries!

We keep thoughts wrapped in words, yet
We love expressing ideas through speech...
Forgetting silence is the sky where word stars glitter!

We keep gods at a distance in temples, yet
We love praying to them daily for endless wants...
Failing to realise the Divine that resides within us!

We keep Life complex as a maze, yet
We love figuring out one path after another...
Searching pointlessly forever, Life the way it is!

@PrakashSwamy

Tuesday, 31 December 2013

All That & More!

The Aura from the glow
Glow of the flame
Flame from the wick
Wick lit by a matchstick
Matchstick made from a tree
Tree growing on the ground
Ground storing deep within oil
Oil filled in the lamp
Lamp crafted from mud

Mud dug up from mother earth
Earth nourishing all Life
Life in myriad shapes, size, hue and forms
Forms of five senses flourishing on this planet
Planet orbiting the blazing sun
Sun anchoring the solar system
Solar system amidst the vast universe
Universe and beyond it the deep space
Space shrinking between self and the supreme

Supreme that is omnipresent and unmanifest
Unmanifest that manifests itself as a realized Master
my Master, Sadhguru, is
All That & More!

~ @PrakashSwamy