ShivAllahSita sutra 5

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I find myself nothing but naught and naught,

O substance that cannot be weighed!

O sea that cannot be sailed!

In You and by You I find that my substance is nothing,

and above all,

nothing.

~Thomas a Kempis

 

 

When He Himself reveals Himself,

Brahma brings into manifestation That which

Can never be seen.

As the seed is in the plant,

As the shade is in the tree,

As the void is in the sky,

As infinite forms are in the void –

So from beyond the Infinite,

The Infinite comes;

And from the Infinite the finite extends.

The creature is in Brahma,

And Brahma is in the creature:

They are ever distinct,

Yet ever united.

He Himself is the tree, the seed, and the germ.

He Himself is the flower, the fruit, and the shade.

He Himself is the sun, the light, and the lighted.

He Himself is Brahma, creature, and Maya.

He Himself is the manifold form, the infinite space;

He is the breath, the word, and the meaning.

He Himself is the limit and the limitless:

And beyond both the limited and the limitless is He,

The Pure Being.

He is the Immanent Mind in Brahma and in the creature.

The Supreme Soul is seen within the soul,

The Point is seen within the Supreme Soul,

And within the Point,

The reflection is seen again.

Kabir is blest because he has this supreme vision!

~Kabir

 

Live neither in the entanglements of outer things,nor in inner

feelings of emptiness.Be serene in the oneness of things and such

erroneous views will disappear by themselves.

Things are objects because of the subject (mind):the mind (subject) is

such because of things (object).Understand the relativity of these two

and the basic reality: the unity of emptiness.In this Emptiness the

two are indistinguishable and each contains in itself the whole

world.If you do not discriminate between coarse and fineyou will not

be tempted to prejudice and opinion.

~Seng T’san – third patriarch

 

The meadow filled with moonlight one spring night

cleaving my Heart in two

and the song of a peacock calling for its lover

shattered the mirrored twin-mind of

"Who Am I?"

Not knowing a name that was affixed to this body,

Not knowing what place I stood in,

Not knowing the day, or time, or circumstance

That led to my being struck while standing in a meadow

Filled with moonlight,

Not knowing what made the sound,

What was sound, or even

What hearing or thinking were,

The one who would know, could know

anything, the knower,

was simply non-existent.

What remained ended the refrain –

"Who Am I?"

~MitzvahGet a speedy connection with MSN Broadband.  Join now! Click Here

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