Discovering the Advaita in You (a Poem)

[smaranam]

Discovering the Advaita in You

His Lotus Eyes were watching her
All tenderness, loving and blissfully, said He,

Why do you think so much , exactly who you are,
how does it matter ? I love you, that is all

Yes , my Lord, that's all that matters to me
But how is it that all this while
i am here alone with Thee ?
When they say there are numerous
Waiting to get just a glimpse of Thee ?

Also, if this manas is not me,
How can i tell my individuality ?

I am Thy Own Self, silly !
Thy very Self, yes, That's Me
You and I are not different , My love
I am you, and you are Me
You are the Self, not what you think you are,
And that is all there is to R E A LI T Y

But, Lord, how can that be ?
Me is not this jiva, its really YOU , the Self ???
Oh no no no
How can i think like Thee ?

What is wrong with my Beloved these days ?
Why does He repeat such things in many ways ?
I think He is just being romantic, how sweet
Metaphors, poetry, philosophy meet
In the gardens of Love, the favorite retreat

Brushing it off her mind
Radha smiles, hears the wind

Then comes SadGuru, realized proper
takes her to the Philosophical mirror
"Take a look" , is all he says
"Tat Tvam Asi" , 3 words your way

And to her surprise,
What does Radha see ?
Oh , could it be that my PrAnaNAth meant it ?!!
You mean He was not just being sweet ?!!
He sent you to me , didn't He ?!!

It is SadGuru that gives the courage to see
KAnhA merely gives the clue, and waits patiently
For you to come back to Him eternally

Now what ? There are many many mountains to cross
and rivers and ocean, but the boats sail across
will carry her only if she is willing, to greet
the Supreme Lover where two banks of the river meet

The boats are the Gurus , the Sherpas , Upanishads
and at the peak , is the Bhagavad Gita, His Own Precious Words
One Truth Mountain after another, and another
Scriptures help the travelling Mind break material chords

She wanders hither tither aimlessly
Sakhis wonder, restlessly
What's with her, no one knows
She walks barefeet, her hair flying everywhere,
the cold wind blows....

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Stories from the Garden , 2009

[devotee]

That is a beautiful poem, Smaranam ! :)

Can you tell us the author's name ?

OM

[smaranam]

:) Thank You , dear Devotee.

Well, on the outside, the author is the very jiva who posted it.
(Reading some posts here , i was given the impetus - by Sri Krshna of course - to write this, the same morning it was posted.)

But then again ... none of it really belongs to me. Krshna makes it appear that i do these things - then He works behind the scenes.... quietly, without saying a word :)

Jai Sri Krshna

Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya

Hari Om

[devotee]

May the poet in you attain greater heights ! :)

OM

[smaranam]

Pranams to you

With such blessings from you (the blessings of a devotee) , gaining some favor from Krshna will be possible.

Hari Om

[brahman]

Discovering the Advaita in You

His Lotus Eyes were watching her
All tenderness, loving and blissfully, said He,

Why do you think so much , exactly who you are,
how does it matter ? I love you, that is all

Yes , my Lord, that's all that matters to me
But how is it that all this while
i am here alone with Thee ?
When they say there are numerous
Waiting to get just a glimpse of Thee ?

Also, if this manas is not me,
How can i tell my individuality ?

I am Thy Own Self, silly !
Thy very Self, yes, That's Me
You and I are not different , My love
I am you, and you are Me
You are the Self, not what you think you are,
And that is all there is to R E A LI T Y

But, Lord, how can that be ?
Me is not this jiva, its really YOU , the Self ???
Oh no no no
How can i think like Thee ?

What is wrong with my Beloved these days ?
Why does He repeat such things in many ways ?
I think He is just being romantic, how sweet
Metaphors, poetry, philosophy meet
In the gardens of Love, the favorite retreat

Brushing it off her mind
Radha smiles, hears the wind

Then comes SadGuru, realized proper
takes her to the Philosophical mirror
"Take a look" , is all he says
"Tat Tvam Asi" , 3 words your way

And to her surprise,
What does Radha see ?
Oh , could it be that my PrAnaNAth meant it ?!!
You mean He was not just being sweet ?!!
He sent you to me , didn't He ?!!

It is SadGuru that gives the courage to see
KAnhA merely gives the clue, and waits patiently
For you to come back to Him eternally

Now what ? There are many many mountains to cross
and rivers and ocean, but the boats sail across
will carry her only if she is willing, to greet
the Supreme Lover where two banks of the river meet

The boats are the Gurus , the Sherpas , Upanishads
and at the peak , is the Bhagavad Gita, His Own Precious Words
One Truth Mountain after another, and another
Scriptures help the travelling Mind break material chords

She wanders hither tither aimlessly
Sakhis wonder, restlessly
What's with her, no one knows
She walks barefeet, her hair flying everywhere,
the cold wind blows....

~ ~
Stories from the Garden , 2009

This can be called a work of a philosopher.

Empowerment in devotion, let that energy keep flowing.

Great effort smaranam.




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[smaranam]

This can be called a work of a philosopher.

Empowerment in devotion, let that energy keep flowing.



My obeissances to You , To Brahman

Your words are blessings.

If this is the work of a Philosopher, we all know Who that is. In any case this above, is merely relating the story of His instruments.

He is the musician that plays the sitar, veena , tambora, clarinet, .... and of course, Flute. All wood, metal and pumpkin.

The sitar/veena/flute needs blessings to stay fine tuned and engineered. Its the Musician Who makes the music.

HDF is full of His glories , His vibhutis.

Om Namo Bhagavate VAsudevaya

[brahman]

My obeissances to You , To Brahman

Your words are blessings.

If this is the work of a Philosopher, we all know Who that is. In any case this above, is merely relating the story of His instruments.

He is the musician that plays the sitar, veena , tambora, clarinet, .... and of course, Flute. All wood, metal and pumpkin.

The sitar/veena/flute needs blessings to stay fine tuned and engineered. Its the Musician Who makes the music.

HDF is full of His glories , His vibhutis.

Om Namo Bhagavate VAsudevaya


bhuyah kathaya trptir hi
srnvato nasti me 'mrtam(bg10.18)

for I never tire of hearing Your ambrosial words



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[brahman]

Dear Smaranam,

You are well inspired to lead yourself into the boundless spheres of poetry.

There is a poet in you, as in everyone.

Seek a journey to the highest realization of it.

Starting a new thread exclusively for those deeper expressions would be a beautiful idea..:)
love


Originally posted by Smaranam,
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Advaita is LOVE
LOVE is a-dvaitic, no room for dvait.
ParmArtha is LOVE
LOVE is pArmArthic

The Lover and Beloved are ONE
My Beloved said so repeatedly, whether you believe it or not
Shruti says so explicitly , whether you can see and comprehend or not

Advaita is Love, Truth, Knowledge
whether you accept or reject it
whether you attack or propound it
Krshna loves you anyway

Love is when Chandra is reluctant to move away from Rohini Nakshatra

Love is where Creator and Created cannot be seperated out
Love is where Lover cannot be told apart from Beloved
Love is where Beloved sees Lover in mirror of Truth

Love is infinite
Love is Radhe-Shyam

Love cannot be caught in a box (Kena , Kath Upanishads - Agni cannot catch Brahman)
Love cannot be compartmentalized

Love is not ONLY being a servant, although service is love
Love is not ONLY one interpretation of Shruti, although interpretation and shruti is love
Love embraces ALL
Love encompasses all

Love is where Bindu cannot be seperated out of Bhakti Rasamrt Sindhu


I am LOVE
I am in LOVE
I am Brahman'
I am Radha
I am Krshna
I am Shiva
I am Gauri
I am Narayana
I am Lakshmi
I am each creature
I am each piece of geological existence
I am Universal Matter

I am Aakash
I am Shabda
I am Sparsha
I am Rupa , Rasa , Gandha

I am Chit
I am Sat
I am Ananda alone

Sri Krshna Govinda Hare MurAre
He NAth NArAyana VAsudeva ~

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[smaranam]

Brahman is blissful
Brahman blesses
To That Brahman I offer humble praNAms