Who Am i?

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Who Am i?

 

I am the one who has disappeared

What will you tell me now -

More - upon finding me

Who will you say I am?

 

Having found me, you too have disappeared

Who will say who I am?

Unknown by the unknown -

Where can I be refuted or described

As not existing by who?

 

Where and when is the world hidden

in myself when I have disappeared -

that world is not myself

but is the effect of me.

 

I the non-existent one

Transcend that world -

which comes into being within my non-existence;

I - the one full of space.

 

That trillion Cosmos -

Those infinite effects - flash

Reflections they are of effect

of the one who has disappeared.

Like countless flames!

 

Flames burn up the emptiness of non-existence

Yet they are effects of that which they burn -

Such is the infinite eternal non-existent.

 

I - the never born - seen by none

Known only of myself -

Enliven the rays of existence

Which flash forth as the effect of me.

 

Such knowing as that dissolves the very Cosmos.

Within that consciousness there is neither night nor day

Those days are effected - projected into existence

By the light of stars.

 

Stars, light, fire light, sun light -

The light of the presence of this or that

Very perception of light - lit up!

Only by the non-existent omnipotent one

who has disappeared.

 

All that - all this - the very Cosmos entire

Exists by reference to me;

That which moves - those waves -

Countless all - exist.

 

But the raindrops exist not -

If I - the one who has disappeared

had not consciousness;

neither the flames - nor the waves

nor color, nor light- but for I.

 

So then - all this then -

Time extends and the aeons pass

Because they are the effect of my non-exiistence

There is thus the Cosmos & countless being-incarnate.

 

Omnipresent in that or this lies non-existence.

Un-transcended on the shoulders of space rides time

That gargoyle of death!

 

I - the non-existent one

Fill that void with not I

And dreams arise

As does the Cosmos

Because of not I.

 

Dreams of Self - dreams of form

Dreams of being - dreams of men

But dream itself - what is that?

And what is the universe -

Which seems real.

 

Dream is nothing but time

It is change - it is impermanence;

Dream is the not real.

Just as the dream ends and changes

So does death come - along with decay

and change & time moves on!

 

Trying to express, trying to become,

I - the Non-existent One who has disappeared;

That Cosmos exists because of that- because of me.

 

So then they that would realize me

Release that Cosmos they too disappear -

They become Not - existing before existence -

Becoming after existence-

I - The One Who Has Disappeared!

 

That God, that distilled Nada

Swallows up all this!

That Time disappears there

Such that neither duration - nor length - nor breadth

Sans-dimension - I exist!

 

I the bird of truth - beyond existence

Rip out the guts of that Gargoyle Time -

Devouring Maya's Creation

Her being no more Is!

 

That mind though continues there -

In that dream creating dimension;

That which I once was -

Extended once by Will now retracted

Resides now unmanifest there.

 

Remaining nothing non-different

That potent Will unmanifest

I have become the effect of nothing

Unaffected Will, unknown by effect in dimension.

 

These, those, that, I stand as the support of dimension

But beyond that I appear not;

I of form unknown -

A single Om unending -

Or a hand - the sky

Or perhaps that flower.

 

A sacred Nada rising

The rays of that sun expanding

A metamorphosis of sound

Reflecting notes of Being clashing

Mutating the form of the formless

A single syllable, matrka there birthing

The root of the world.

 

The bodhi tree springs up!

Builder of hierarchy arising

That shining of nothing nurtured

Such is the birth of knowing;

A chip from the block - torn off!

My virgin-nothing disappears from view.

 

Uncomprehending no-One there;

I am full of eternal infinity

Known now - not then

Residing in absolute -

Neither is there Samadhi.

 

Who is there? - Not I!

I Samadhi - I! Don't know.

Samadhi-eternal resides in me.