When you have calmed the furies of the mind
Forgotten greed and all ambitions snare:
When you have banished all intruding thought
And scotched the Ego lurking in its lair;
When you have come to nothing and seek nought
But less than nothing – in your earthly quest,
You will be ALL at last – and more than nothing,
For nothing will be more than all the rest.
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I sought Thee in the timeless halls of space
I sought Thee in the spaceless halls of time
But found that time and space do not exist.
I wondered ‘Who am I?’ and ‘Who art Thou?’
And then I found Thee. Thou in me and I in Thee.
‘Twas then I knew that I do not exist.
For I am nothing; yet am everything
For evermore … and so we cannot die.
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Never dare presume to say,
‘I am This’ or ‘I am That.’
‘I did This’ or ‘I did That.’
Better lay claim to nothing.
All the gifts you have are lent,
Subtle, rare, and transient.
Fostered in an earthly shell.
For you, yourself, are nothing
But extension of the Light,
Which emanates from Oneness,
And is screened from human sight;
But when your shell is broken
And your light returns to source
To bask in warmth eternal,
You will know yourself at last.
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Tormented friend, why do you still enquire
And thirst to know the sum of things entire?
The more you strive, the less you will succeed;
The mind cannot fulfil the spirit’s need.
Striving too hard begets a troubled mind
And those who strive will always stay confined.
For you are not the body, not the mind
But LIGHT IMMORTAL , mortally enshrined.
So live in bliss – enjoy the simple task;
Seek not to know, and do not dare to ask
Why you are here, or what your fate will be.
Be still and listen to the symphony
Which your surroundings play in unity.
The part cannot exist without the whole;
The whole cannot exist without the part;
And reason has no place in cosmic art.
When stillness reigns, you are the sum of things;
The Nothing and the All that Oneness brings.
When stillness reigns, you are Infinity
And sense the nearness of Divinity.
Just as the pigeon navigates in flight
And homeward speeds before a hint of night;
So too, the soul, will homeward soar one day
Without a mind to guide it on its way.
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