The Guru Poem by Harry St Vincent Beechey

I, your Guru
Have nothing to offer you.
NOTHING!
NETI!
NETI!

No self to give.
No concept of you
To offer it to.
NETI!

No hope and no despair.
No Birth, No Death
No knowledge, no ignorance.
NETI!
NETI!

No love-hate, good-bad, short-tall, great-small dualities.
No fictitious polarities.
NETI!

No Isms and schisms.
No drug-induced prisms.
No ugly Beauty.
Nothing —
I offer you NOTHING Take it and go!

H.St. V. Beechey.