master, contain me
at the feet of thine form,
in the spark of thine eyes,
on the palms of thine stretched hands
in the heart of thine emotive soul…
for my disintegrative body crumbles and whithers
my ego ebbs and rises
my eyes vacant’n tongue parched
waits for thee
waits for thee
master contain me-
27th feb 2000
Kabir's are the words that, at times, rock my consciousness. Just as some have a Christ- when they seek Jesus within their own souls, or others a Buddha, I walk with or in Kabir's. And the best part is that when i walk with One, i know the Other is equally splendid, equally close and equally resplendent. I am similarly enriched by the presence of each of these possibilities. For my own Infinite Self contains all these worlds. End of Duality. For this road, I take the name Prateeksha!
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