Guest guest Posted November 4, 2004 Report Share Posted November 4, 2004 The Lord Of Time Who will know what I am? I who have thrown the cosmos into infinity Like a scattered bag of marbles Into the playground of myself. One knows me on the wings of the breath of a god who has lived forever. Yet to me that forever is but a moment And the god flings out existence on those wings. It seems the in-breath lasts no time at all Before the out-breath begins yet again. In mere moments eternity has passed While the Universe dies and is born on my breath. Endless ages unfold endlessly But I am before and after them all. To Me eternity is a mere speck While light blasts out of me! Yet moments, hours, days and years Follow one-on-another infinitely. Seeming to last as long as it takes But they are nothing in me. You see, you feel, you experience - Time Looking ahead, looking behind. Who understands Me before Beginning to know Time's unfolding? An infinitesimally short - halt of the clock , hidden in Now, I am. Can you not see that those moving Though they move eternally, to Me do not come? Aeons pass, these to Me are not Neither do they exist, because I am beyond. All that seems to exist, though existing eternally Cannot surpass my duration For I am Forever, and beyond. Yet I have not been, nor shall I For I was never not, to begin. Yet events seem to unfold and you are lost again Looking forward, looking back. Sitting in the ashram meditating on me Lying on your bed contemplating me Watching your breath, and Mind. Beginning and ending that practice. Time is passing, you think - Measuring the moments by Time. Looking back, looking forward You do not know eternity to Me, is over. Before it begun, before it was Longer than eternity, more than a moment. Impossibly longer than Time Though you do not know a single breath. Each breath comes swiftly, followed by another Each moment disappears whence it came. Who knows those short specks? Perhaps each is an eternity to Me? Before a moment in Me passes The Universe becomes and dies. Though one would think Time has passed Time no matter how long, to Me is nothing. Moments seem therefore, to extend Time seems to be, yet it isn't! Yet you are lost in Me, lost in Time! Come, look at a moment, Who am I? What is that thing you call Time? That in which moments unfold. In which things are, then are no more What is that to Me? Nothing, it was not. Before it was, I was, who else could see this? How could an unfolding be known - except by one beyond? You watch time become, yet you think it passes How can that be, when always there is you? The riddle is; Who is this You? What passes when moments go, who watches ? Always in the Now, beyond Time Watching it unfold, Lost in Time! Thinking something must occur When you realize Me, as if I am in Time. It cannot, because I am beyond those moments requiring but an infinitesimal halt to the Clock. A mere glimpse, a tiny breach in times fabric. An aberration of Mind, suspended cognition. Recognition of extended infinity Being expanded omnipresently. Omniscient Atman meditating as Time Knowing any duration of Time is lost. Lost in infinity, meditate forever Or realize I am beyond Time! Watch the moments unfold, know them eternally Know that each breath lasts an Aeon. Though each seems no time at all Seeming this way, because you are eternal! Each second an unfurled eternity Each being a god in decay. And the very Cosmos, Time's Being Is no more, nor ever was! But who will know Me Knowing beginning in the unknown? Yet I am before Time After there is only Me! It is I, who am the knower of the moments. I, who am the knower of the knowing. I, before a seconds tick, Beyond, though my heart beats for years. Living, though I never was countless beings live and die in Me. They, measuring life by moments Do not understand. Who can see that Sadhana is over at the end of a moment. Who can know that Time began again, on the in-breath. It seems a moment no matter how long has duration To Me it is so little that it is non-existent Therefore know that a moment - No matter how small or great - Is really eternal, containing the Cosmos Supported by the total, in that moment. Who will know that I am The Omnipresent One? Who sees I am The Eternal One? Existing beyond, before and in between I am the Consciousness of the Cosmos. Knowing all, who will know what I am? None, but The Omnipresent One. Omniscient Atman, Time's Lord! There flashing, a great light! A true consciousness! A bright bindu rides on the brow of god! A seeming spark, yet infinite. The enlightened Lord of himself Birthing being, light pours forth into nothingness. Sitting in himself, there The Great Siva-Lingum Shines, unimaginable rays shoot forth. Like a struck gong, a mighty star throbs! Four rays begin as one, as if a great eye opens. There seems a solar eclipse, but the great shining eye engulfs it! There stands Great Siva! There is Atman's form! Yet beyond there is a light! It is as if struck in the pitch-black of a nowhere; Yet the light rays do not move, there is simply an extension. The center is still, the arms of the rays are seen. There is a dark bindu, light leaking from around the edges. The light, holy beyond explaining The source of Time, the source of light! No more than this, is there to know. To the end I have come! Who will know Me? In myself? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 4, 2004 Report Share Posted November 4, 2004 for human being it is very very hard to identify SELF If it is possible we cant talk.... namasivayam --- bindu <binduau wrote: > > > The Lord Of Time Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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