Guest guest Posted July 20, 2005 Report Share Posted July 20, 2005 SILENCE > 5 [V.15] > > The plenum of His Silence, reigns supreme, > Over loves and hatreds, beds of reeds that bind, > The marsh and mire of meandering mind, > That mutably mars our maudlin mortal dream. > Our teeming life, such solid stuff it seems! > How to discern, when groping darkly blind > The folly befalling our benighted kind? > In cave of wisdom deep, we glimpse a gleam. > The One at peace within, without a hint of doubt > Is known to dwell in silence deep, Divine, > Whence rise no clash of cymbals 'I' or 'mine'. > The fiercesome storm’s still eye looks out > Fom Silence, holy utterance: His gaze a sign, Shiva's glance of light on water, dancing all about. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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