Union Poem by Kizhekepat Sankaran

My primordial Mother from yonder
Suddenly opened the gates beyond
And flung on to ride the moonlight wave
And journeyed onto earth.
It was the most exquisite spectacle.
Her face shone with pale brilliance
As the moon merged with her countenance
A blemish on her face appeared
As if to show her burden of the earth.
She came into my abode
My heart raced as she sat beside me
Her soft reassuring ancient hands
Picked me up, cradled me in her lap,
Pressed me to her breast
And kissed me on the forehead.
She then bent down to my ear
And spoke the kind motherly words.
“My child, my beloved child”, she cried.
She cried the bittersweet tears of consolation.
This Mother of the universe
Was everything; life, regeneration, rejuvenation,
All-embracing participation and inclusion.
She said,
“I am nature, I am energy
I am beauty, I am mother
I am behind the unyielding zest for life.”
That night she spoke to me for a long time.
She told me ancient stories of sacrifice,
Sufferings and forbearance.
“Live in remembrance, live in dreams
I shall be there with you.
Live life in harmony
With those who made this earth their home,
Which belongs to everybody
And yet to nobody.”
The pain from man’s crassness
Tormented Mother’s heart.
Hearing Her words,
My heart opened up
Into a sprout of new understanding,
A new freedom, a new beginning.
I bowed in supplication before Her
I hugged and kissed Her in love I have known not before
I bowed and said a prayer to the lotus that rested Her feet.
Through my veins coursed her blessings
So that my heart would remain
One with Her forever.

The night would soon come to an end
I could now hear the sun rising on the distant horizon.
It was now the turn for my Father for his visitation.
He rode on the straight shaft of gleam from the sun.
The light shone on him to reveal his perfection
All exact, geometrical and efficient
He was majestic
He was the very essence of authority and control.
His eyes bore through eternity
He bade me sit beside Him
He sat erect and I looked up the great master.
He commanded me to listen to him carefully.
He bespoke,
“I am the father of time and space
I am reality
The Master of the regular and the sublime,
The atomic and subatomic.
I am what was, what is, and what will be.
I am truth.
All words are my creation
All sights my order
All sounds, and senses my command,
I am intelligence.
I conferred you the human ability
To explain and interpret reality.
I am the primordial cause for
The human means to know that he knows.
My Father was stern, but just,
Exact, but understanding.
He too was pained by impatience
By crassness, by human abuse.
And with the abuse of Truth.
He forewarned,
“Be cautious of knowledge,
Use them with discretion
They are double-edged swords.
Use it, embellish it.
Just as all good things
It deserves caution.
Turn it to wisdom and grow.”
I sat beside his imposing presence
Hope blossomed in my heart.
His message, direct and unmistakable
Gave a new vision.

That night I had the most beautiful conversation ever
With my limitless Parents.
My heart and head spoke in tandem
I was joyous, I was sad
I was ecstatic, I was crestfallen.
My humble words were heard,
My lowly thoughts
Not worth mentioning
Received with respect.
In the end I had traversed a long, long way.
And had finally met
In all majesty, in all comprehensiveness
Beauty and Truth.

And then,
At that twilight zone of night and day
Where moon and sun exchanged smiles
Mother and Father finally met.
They spoke to each other endearingly
They held each other’s hands
And kissed in love.
They sang the eternal song
And danced the cosmic dance
They locked Their hands and
In sublime ecstasy They united.
They reached out and embraced me.
The last worldly extravaganza began to unfold
Time stood still, fears dissolved, doubts vanished,
And freedom exploded in heavenly cloudburst.
In that supreme moment of awakening
I was transfused with the all-encompassing vision of the universe.
Through every sinew of my body rushed awareness
Love and forgiveness.
And… Death became my friend!
The trumpets boomed,
The cymbals clanked,
The journey had begun.
I bid adieu as I bow my head in gratitude to all.