Lalleshwari (लल्लेश्वरी) (1320–1392), also known as Lalla, Lal Ded or "Lal Arifa".She was a mystic of the Kashmiri Shaivite sect, and at the same time, a Sufi saint. She is a creator of the mystic poetry called vatsun or Vakhs, literally 'speech'. Known as Lal Vakhs, her verses are the earliest compositions in the Kashmiri language and are an important part in history of Kashmiri literature.
Lal Ded and her mystic musings continue to have a deep impact on the psyche of Kashmiri common man, and the 2000 National Seminar on her held at New Delhi led to the release of the book Remembering Lal Ded in Modern Times. A solo play in English, Hindi and Kashmiri titled 'Lal Ded' ... more »
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I Searched For My Self
I searched for my Self until I grew weary, but no one, I know now, reaches the hidden knowledge by means of effort.
Five Sayings of Lal Ded
I By a way I came, but I went not by the way. While I was yet on the midst of the embankment with its crazy bridges, the day failed for me. I looked within my poke, and not a cowry came to hand
The Soul, Like The Moon
The soul, like the moon, is now, and always new again. And I have seen the ocean continuously creating.
O Infinite Consciousness
O infinite Consciousness, brimming with elixir, You live within my body, and I worship only You.
Dance, Lalla, With Nothing On
Dance, Lalla, with nothing on but air: Sing, Lalla, wearing the sky.
A Thousand Times I Asked My Guru
A thousand times I asked my guru, 'The name of the One who is known by No-thing', Tired and exhausted was I, asking time and again; Out of Nothing emerged Something, bewildering and great!
If You've Melted Your Desires
If you've melted your desires in the river of time, choose to be a recluse, or choose a family, the village job.
At The End Of a Crazy-Moon Night
At the end of a crazy-moon night the love of God rose. I said, “It's me, Lalla.”
Day Will Be Erased In Night
Day will be erased in night. The ground's surface will extend outward. The new moon will be swallowed in eclipse, and the mind in meditation
Deception, Hypocracy, Untruth
Deception, hypocracy, untruth, I shunned and, to my mind, I gave the same message, In my lifetime, I found Him as
I Will Weep And Weep For You, O Mind
I will weep and weep for you, O Mind; (my Soul) The world hath caught you in its spell. Though you cling to them with the anchor of steel,
Coursing In Emptiness
Coursing in emptiness, I, Lalla, dropped off body and mind, and stepped into the Secret Self.
Just For a Moment, Flowers Appear
Just for a moment, flowers appear on the empty, nearly-spring tree. Just for a second, wind through the wild thicket thorns.
I Traveled a Long Way Seeking God
I traveled a long way seeking God, but when I finally gave up and turned back, there He was, within me!
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I Searched For My Self
I searched for my Self
until I grew weary,
but no one, I know now,
reaches the hidden knowledge
by means of effort.
Then, absorbed in "Thou art This,"
I found the place of Wine.
There all the jars are filled,
but no one is left to drink.
[Taken from Women in Praise of the Sacred: 43 Centuries of Spiritual Poetry by Women, Edited by Jane Hirshfield]