Guest guest Posted February 12, 2003 Report Share Posted February 12, 2003 I 11 ALONE The Great Sage , unfathomable , free from fear In His field stands firm. His solitude Fulfills a throbbing pulse of world beatitude ; By those unseen , who time and space hold dear . There being One Existence for the Seer No place is left in His placid plenitude For shadows 'Real' or ' unreal' to occlude ; No more seems Sun to rise or set yet 's here . How , seeing Golden Sun , at play in world Can He whose natural state is Self empowered , Receiving precious ring , see ought than gold ? As lily flowers ,so is His field endowered . Man awake , remembers not his worldly dream His field , the world , is like a robe without a seam . Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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