Poppadum Verses 1&2

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om namo bhagavate sri ramanaya

> Which reminds me- could SKS (some kind self) plese

> give me Ramana's recipe for poppadum? His mother

> Alagammal was making it one day and asked him to help,

> when he wrote it as (I think) a poem.

No need about the world to roam

And suffer from depression;

Make poppadum within the home

According to the lesson

Of 'THOU ART THAT', without compare,

The Unique Word, unspoken,

'Tis not by speech it will declare.

The Silence is unbroken

Of Him who is Adept-Sage,

The great Apotheosis,

With His eternal heritage

That Being-Wisdom-Bliss is.

Make poppadum and after making fry,

Eat, so your cravings you may satisfy.

The grain which is the black gram's yield,

The so-called self or ego,

Grown in the body's fertile field

Of five-fold sheaths, put into

The roller-mill made out of stone,

Which is the search for Wisdom,

The 'Who am I?'. 'Tis thus alone

The Self will gain its freedom.

This must be crushed to finest dust

And ground up into fragments

As being the non-self, so must

We shatter our attachments.

Make poppadum . . .

(Collected Works, Edit. Arthur Osborne, Rider; 1975)