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After 15 years of hibernation, I feel an urge to travel light!...By letting out all that, That I in my 'Silence' bottled up inside. Some thoughts, some sketches, pictures & drawings...woven as poetry; the way I look at life.

Good Fruit…Bad Fruit…

  • Nov 9, 2021
  • 2 min read



When There’s Only God…

Then even the doer no longer exists…

Good fruits…Bad fruits…

Nothing left to Attract Nor Repulse…

When One Becomes So Much Of That Truth…

Then Who Separates Whom…

Who feels Sorrow & Pain…

Or Feels Joy & Even Need For Plains to Elevate!

The Heart Is The Place Of Beloved!

“Nay! The Heart Is The Beloved!”

Then can even karma pose;

“A Theory of Separation “

Of you & him…

Of you someplace here, While higher above it’s him…

“Who separates the Beloved from It’s Beloveds Need!”

Who is the doer & bearer of Good Or Bad…When He Alone Exists!

Refinement of Ones Self is

Nothing but a Journey of Discovering

That there Is None Else;

But the Self Alone that is…

The Sole Doer, Sole Thinker, Sole Perceiver

& Witness Bearer of all that;

That Separated it!

You’re asking me….To be my Beloveds devotee…

Based On Some Karma theory…

When so much of Beloved is me

That even me has dwindled into this space of Him

Can you Separate now…

One who shall cry in prayer & ask

& One who shall in compassion Reach out!

Can you…..Or Do You….

Still think of Your- S E L F;

“Separate from HIM!”

When it was all along Him!

Till you need this separation

Thou shall live by karma & it’s doctrine…

But This Truth Of Beloved

When shall ignite A Fire in your Being

Then it shall burn away all that

You hold As “I” Of Your-IDENTITY

Till He Shall “Dent-the-i…”

That in Separation of Ego for so long breathed;

At times in the name of his Child

& times as A Devotee…

Until it is He Alone who Exists!

Bearing the pain & burdens of this garb called the body

Tell me…

These So Called Bad Fruits

Didn’t they Bring the dead twigs, At the fire of his lotus feet…

Then what more can “Ones-Chase Even for Good fruits”, Ever give…

For in Time they too shall perish!

Till we let alone this i, But Burn at his Lotus-Feet!

& Rise As A Sweet Fragrance of Vibhuti

This is where My Beloved has taken me

O! Let him burn it all

That’s left of this me;

Till there’s Nothing left…

But Him!!!

& Nothing to Separate One;

As God & His Devotee!

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this is a photo collage art....

where the picture is taken during the worst of flare episodes that my entire Diwali went by

where I felt I may not make it once again...

©️ Meghna/2021

 
 
 

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