Deliverance  Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight. You ever pour for me the fresh draft of Your wine of various colors and fragrance, filling this earthen vessel to the brim. My wor

My Last Song  Let all the strains of joy mingle in my last song –  the joy that makes the earth flow over in the riotous excess of the grass;  the joy that sets the twin brothers, life and death, dancing over the wide world;  the joy t

Hold My Hand Deliver me from my own shadows, O God, from the wreck and confusion of my days,  for the night is dark and Your pilgrim is blinded. Hold my hand. Deliver me from despair.  Touch with Your flame the lightless lamp of my sorrow. Waken

Face To Face? Day after day, O Ruler of my life, shall I stand before You face to face? With folded hands, O Ruler of all worlds, shall I stand before You face to face? Under Your great sky, in solitude and silence with humble heart, shall I stand before

My Greetings Comrade of the road, here are my traveler's greetings to You. God of my broken heart, of leave-taking and loss, of the gray silence of the day fall, my greetings of the ruined house to You. Light of the newborn morning, sun of the everlasting

Accept Me Accept me, dear God, accept me for this while. Let those orphaned days that passed without You be forgotten. Only spread this little moment wide across Your lap, holding it under Your light. I have wandered in pursuit of voices that drew me, yet

Shvetashvatara Upanishad 6.7-6.13 Let Us Know Let us know that highest great lord of lords, the highest deity of deities, the master of masters, his high power is revealed as manifold, as inherent, acting as force and knowledge. There is no master of his

Shvetashvatara Upanishad 2.10 In A Clean Level Spot In a clean level spot, free from pebbles, fire and gravel, Delightful by its sounds, its water and bowers, Favourable to thought, not offensive to the eye, In a hidden retreat protected from the wind, On

Shvetashvatara Upanishad 1.15-1.16 As Oil in Sesame Seeds As oil in sesame seeds, as butter in milk, as water in Srota,[36] as fire in fuel-sticks, he finds in his own self that One (Atman), he, who sees him through Satya (truthfulness) and Tapas (austeri

The Soul, Like The Moon "The soul, like the moon, is new, and always new again. And I have seen the ocean continuously creating. Since I scoured my mind and my body, I too, Lalla, am new, each moment new. My teacher told me one thing, Live in the soul.