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Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Silence In Satsang

At the edge of imagination,
Where Mind melts into Love,
A great happening strikes one's Self,
Shaking life of dreams and detritus,
Clearing hearts of shadows and clouds.

It is Now that one sits
In a cave which holds the origin
Of Light and dust,
Picking up slowly the pearls of Tao,
Absorbed in bewilderment, Oneness
And Grace.

It is Here that one sits
On the lap of Silence for eternity,
Knowing there is no end or disruption
To the beautiful Satsang.
Ayni Poet
Topic(s) of this poem: awakening,life,self,silence,spirit,stillness
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