Sing With Me, 'I Am Free! ' - Poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
wishing you to Sing with me,
This melody of heart,
Come dear, let us sing together,
Melody, that is beat of hearts Wishing you dear, be with me.
so intense is my longing
Every leaves, is the frame
Every flower, is your face,
Every bird sings your name
Every is sand partical
In desert said,
oasis is your smile,
In the jungle, you are nightingale.
Sing with me this song!
Will one be at last retire from what......?
Into solitude alone, without knowing, who are companions that follow
companions that are shadow of own!
companions, create shadow even in darkness!
without joy of getting rid of them,
and live even
without a single shade of sorrow, sorrow of ignorance, with only scared of seeing snake in a piece of rope, rope snake can't be seen either in brilliant blinding light,
or total darkness on death of eternal satan of nonexistent ego
What is sacred than Soul
What is sacred than pure mind,
certainty is dreamer is true,
Sure that all Labyrinth are in dream!
When in I find my desires were rags, without them I look pure,
desires are unwanted guests
only neglect them, if not the go away from your temple kill them by asking, who are you and why are you all here,
Ever retire contented with self
mountains or Deserts?
Kill this desire of retirement with contentment and patience
seeing that my body is merely a machine engaged in selfless work, sickness and crime, age
desire run any from you where they need to starve and not even having place to hide and liberate wake at your slip,
Will you be free of the thought of becoming free,
retirement comes to the mind bring eternal sleep to end,
You have to awake than retire!
You are that embracing pillar and screaming, 'Please, help me; and set me free!
O friend just take your hands and swing it free, no one had tied you to pillar!
Where to go forest or city and why?
Why why why?
When you are always free
oh when? '
Now! now! now!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
made me read Ashtavakra Gita
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