Samadhi-Poem

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Vanished the veils of light and shade,

Lifted every vapor of sorrow,

Sailed away all dawns of fleeting joy,

Gone the dim sensory mirage.

Love, hate, health, disease, life, death:

Perished these false shadows on the screen of duality.

The storm of maya stilled

By magic wand of intuition deep.

Present, past, future, no more for me,

But ever-present, all-flowing I, I, everywhere.

Planets, stars, stardust, earth,

Volcanic bursts of doomsday cataclysms,

Creation's molding furnace,

Glaciers of silent x-rays, burning electron floods,

Thoughts of all men, past, present, to come,

Every blade of grass, myself, mankind,

Each particle of universal dust,

Anger, greed, good, bad, salvation, lust,

I swallowed, transmuted all

Into a vast ocean of blood of my own one Being.

Smoldering joy, oft-puffed by meditation

Blinding my tearful eyes,

Burst into immortal flames of bliss,

Consumed my tears, my frame, my all.

Thou art I, I am thou,

Knowing, Knower, Known, as One!

Tranquilled, unbroken thrill, eternally living, ever-new peace.

Enjoyable beyond imagination of expectantcy, samadhi bliss!

Not an unconscious state

Or mental chloroform without willful return,

Samadhi but extends my conscious realm

Beyond limits of the mortal frame

To farthest boundary of eternity

Where I, the Cosmic Sea,

Watch the little ego floating in Me.

Mobile murmurs of atoms are heard,

The dark earth, mountains, vales, lo! molten liquid!

Flowing seas change into vapors of nebulae!

Aum blows upon vapors, opening wonderously their veils,

Oceans stand revealed, shining electrons,

Till, at last the sound of the cosmic drum,

Vanish the grosser lights into eternal rays

Of all-pervading bliss.

>From joy I came, for joy I live, in sacred joy I melt.

Ocean of mind, I drink all creation's waves.

Four veils of solid, liquid, vapor, light,

Lift aright.

I, in everything, enter the Great Myself.

Gone forever: fitful, flickering shadows of mortal memory;

Spotless is my mental sky - below, ahead, and high above;

Eternity and I, one united ray.

A tiny bubble of laughter, I

Am become the Sea of Mirth Itself.

- Paramahansa Yogananda -

 

This poem is more moving to me than I can express.

With Love,

Mazie