Guest guest Posted September 17, 1999 Report Share Posted September 17, 1999 Dear Harsha: Thanks for sharing the poetry. Really breathtaking and profoundly clear minded. Having some problems with my server and the WWW connection right now...so I am unable to check sites until I can fix the file errors. Blessings Love, Zenbob Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 17, 1999 Report Share Posted September 17, 1999 Harsha: Here is some of the naked beauty of Jnaneshwar's poetry. Some of it is on Jerry's website. Source cited at the end. When He awakes, the whole house disappears, And nothing at all is left. Two lutes: one note. Two flowers: one fragrance. Two lamps: one light. Two lips: one word. Two eyes: one sight. These two: one universe. In unity there is little to behold; So She, the mother of abundance, Brought forth the world as play. He takes the role of Witness Out of love of watching Her. But when Her appearance is withdrawn, The role of Witness is abandoned as well. Through Her, He assumes the form of the universe; Without Her, He is left naked. --The book from which these excerpts are taken, is entitled "Jnaneshvar: The Life and Works of the Celebrated Thirteenth Century Indian Mystic-Poet," by S. Abhyayananda Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 17, 1999 Report Share Posted September 17, 1999 Gosh Harsha I love this poem! Maybe a link to Jerry's pages with more would be helpful? Now one from Rumi ~ Ony he whose garment is rent by the violence of love Is wholly pure from covetousness & sin. Hail to Thee, O Love, sweet madness! Thou who healest all our infirmities! Love exalts our earthly bodies to heaven And makes the hills to dance with joy! The Beloved is all in all, the lover only veils Him The Beloved is all that lives, the lover a dead thing. When the lover feels no longer Love's quickening He becomes like a bird who has lost i'ts wings. Alas! How can I retain my senses about me, When the Beloved shows not the light of His countenance? Love desires that this secret should be revealed For if a mirror reflects not, of what use is it? Knowest thou why the mirror reflects not? Because the rust has not been scoured from its face. If it were purified from all rust & defilement, It would not reflect the shining of the sun of God. ~RUMI~ Much Love, Colette ~*~ "Harsha (Dr. Harsh K. Luthar)" wrote: > "Harsha (Dr. Harsh K. Luthar)" <hluthar > > Harsha: Here is some of the naked beauty of Jnaneshwar's poetry. Some of it > is on Jerry's website. Source cited at the end. > > When He awakes, the whole house disappears, > And nothing at all is left. > > Two lutes: one note. > Two flowers: one fragrance. > Two lamps: one light. > > Two lips: one word. > Two eyes: one sight. > These two: one universe. > > In unity there is little to behold; > So She, the mother of abundance, > Brought forth the world as play. > > He takes the role of Witness > Out of love of watching Her. > But when Her appearance is withdrawn, > The role of Witness is abandoned as well. > > Through Her, > He assumes the form of the universe; > Without Her, > He is left naked. > > --The book from which these excerpts are taken, is entitled "Jnaneshvar: > The Life and Works of the Celebrated Thirteenth Century Indian > Mystic-Poet," by S. Abhyayananda > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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