Let my blood soak the sacred scroll,Staining Truth with what once made me whole.Not in vain — but as a sign,That I gave this flesh to the Flame Divine. Let my tears fall where ego ends,Into the ocean where silence bends.No more cries, no name, no face —Just salt returned to the endless space. Let …
The mind, though touched by sacred sound,Still wanders wide, still spins around.Caught in folds of brain and bone,Whispering, “You are not alone.” Shabd rains down — it strikes like light,But thoughts still drift into the night.I sit in stillness, yet I’m torn —Born as flesh, but Soul reborn. Neurons pulse, desires cry,But something deeper does …
ReturnThis mind of Yours,I return it to You. These thoughts, these fears —not mine, not true. I carried the mask,I called it “me.”But now I drown itin Your sea. So take it back —This restless flame.I want no credit,I seek no name. No thought remainsthat I call mine.Only the echo:You. Divine.
View this screen through borrowed eyes,A passing mask beneath the skies.But even light that meets this faceIs born through You —Lit by Your Grace. Through retina, lens, and optic flow,The Eternal Flame begins to glow.Not light of sun, nor fire, nor spark,But That from which all souls embark. This body sees, this mind reacts,But deeper …
I dance with Maya, step for step,She spins her web, I never slept.Her jewels flash, her perfumes rise,But I see truth behind her eyes. She moves like queens across the board,But I respond with silent sword.One move ahead, I shift, I breathe —Her game is strong, but I don’t grieve. I smile as veils fall …
Lie to me, break me, tear me apart,Still I return with a shattered heart.Torture, betray, then pull me near —I’ll come back crawling, soaked in fear. For pain may twist, and wounds may burn,But there’s only One to whom I turn.No comfort left, no place to flee —Only the Truth remains for me. Bend me …
I enter in silence,a servant of the Sound.No sword in hand —only stillness sharp enough to cut. Ego breathes its last —not with a scream,but with a sigh. The Shabd rides through me.I am not the rider.I am not the road. I am what remainsafter the illusion falls. No name.No self.Just Presence.