On Altar of ignorance, Truth is worshipped, Possessed By mortality of disciples. Reverence out of fear. Thus, Religion is born. In Oblivion Truthful seeks truth Understanding through Comprehension Without fear of ownership Thus, Love is born.
What remains at last? Now? Faint questions? What exists? What is? Words, speech, actions: Long shadows of thought? A creeper plant? What fruit it bears? Without thought, Does long shadows Of words, speech, actions remain? Evil and pious no more? Birth and death no more? Formless, infinite God no more? Without... Continue Reading →
I am your life. No need to explain me. No book contains me. I have no religion, No race, no nationality. I am not success, nor failure. I am not masculine, nor feminine. I am not born, nor do I die. I am unknown, without you. Listen to me speak. Listen sincerely! I am... Continue Reading →
“Truth, O’ Truth I abide”, The king and the pauper says. ~ Holy books, scriptures Words of wisdom, The Enlightened recite. ~ Steadfast In shackles Of greedy thoughts. Truth not guide thee’ No salvation. ~ Blinded In soot of mortal desires. Deepens the pain. No respite. ~ If mind is your husband Hungry you are... Continue Reading →
Who likes to wake up from a dream? Definitely, those who do not like to live in separation from the truth and suffer in dream state called life. Definitely, not many who like to give up a dream to wake up to the truth. The truth that governs the whole existence and is formless,... Continue Reading →