Vanished are the veils of light and shade,
Lifted the vapors of sorrow,
The universe, a forgotten dream, lurks
subconsciously,
Ready to invade
But it could not live
bereft of me;
As the sea exists without the waves,
But they breathe not without the sea.
Dreams, wakings, states of deep sleep,
Present, past, future, no more for me,
But the ever-present, all-flowing, I, I everywhere.
Consciously enjoyable,
Beyond the imagination of all expectancy,
Thou art I, I am Thou,
Knowing, Knower, Known, as One!
One tranquilled, unbroken thrill of eternal, living, ever-new peace!
Not an unconscious state
Or mental chloroform without wilful return, what is it that
extends my realm of consciousness
Beyond the limits of my mortal frame
To the boundaries of eternity,
Where I, the Sea,
Watch the little ego floating in Me.
I am the Colossal Container of all things made!
By deeper, longer, continuous, thirsty earth, mountains, seas From Joy we come,
For Joy we live,
In the Joy we melt...as one !
--by PY
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