I never saw a lamp shine more brilliantly than the lamp of silence.
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O, radiance has been given to the mirror because of Your face.
No one has ever seen a mirror without Your face.
No, no! It is because of Your grace,
That in every mirror You Yourself appear and not Your face.
Deliver Us from Ourelves
...show us the nature of things "as they really are." Remove from our eyes the veil of ignorance, and show us things as they really are. Show not to us non-existence as existent, nor cast the veil of non-existence over the beauty of existence. Make this phenomenal world the mirror to reflect the manifestations of thy beauty, and not a veil to separate and repel us from Thee. Cause these unreal phenomena of the universe to be for us the sources of knowledge and insight, and not the cause of ignorance and blindness. Our alienation and severance from Thy beauty all proceed from ourselves. Deliver us from ourselves, and accord to us intimate knowledge of Thee
– p.55
The Only Love Eternal
Yesterday this universe neither existed nor appeared to exist, while to-day it appears to exist but has no real existence: it is a mere semblance, and tomorrow nothing thereof will be seen.
What does it profit thee to allow thyself to be guided by vain passions and desires? Why dost thou place reliance on these transitory objects that glitter with false lustre? Turn thy heart away from all of them, and firmly attach it to God. Break loose from all these, and cleave closely to THAT which has always been and will always be.
– p.58
Silence
No one repented for keeping a secret under seal, but many for having revealed it. Remain silent, because to sit quietly with a collected mind is better than speaking what will distract it.
– p.91
From the atoms of the world, He created a multitude of mirrors; into each one of them He cast the image of His Face; to the awakened eye, anything that appears beautiful is only a reflection of that Face.
Citations
- Brahmajna Ma [1]
- My Life & Quest [1]
- Spontaneous Awakening [1]
- Testimony of Islam Testimony of Islam
'The Maharshi' newsletter
- May/Jun 2018 – Yoga Swami of Jaffna [1]
- Jan/Feb 1997 – A Poem to Rumi [1]
Secret Cup
One night a man was crying for God, Seemed like his heart would burst. His lips grew sweet with praising, He prayed with endless thirst. A cynic came with poison tongue, Said, “Brother, tell me why “You keep on praying all night long, “When there is no reply?” The pilgrim had no answer then, And doubt in his mind did creep. He quit his prayers, he laid him down In deep and troubled sleep. He dreamt he saw a shining man In green and leafy bower. He knew it was the Guide of Souls, Alive with holy power. “Why did you cease your praying, friend? “Why did you still your cry?” For all the prayers I’ve ever made, I never heard reply. “O Brother,” said the Guide of Souls, “Take heart and be not wrought! “The longing sweet upon your lips, “It is the answer sought.” “To union grief is drawing you, “Arise o soul, wake up! “Your sadness pure that begs for help, “It is the secret cup.” “Just listen to some lonesome hound, “Whose master’s far away. “His whining spins a golden thread, “That distance shall not fray.” “The longing love-dogs of this world, “Cling to God’s snow-white hem. “No one knows their names or sins their praise, “Give your life to be one of them.” That night a man was crying for God, Seemed like his heart would burst. His lips grew sweet with praising, He prayed with endless thirst.