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Saturday, January 30, 2016

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all these words
this mess of riddles
all the hours of practice, all the lessons learned
the rigour of penance, the sins of the flesh

all this i take and give it up into the sacrificial fire
around which this universe is a mere altar

the fire which nurtures with energy every direction, every particle
which cloaks the totality of earth and sky

that fire which has consumed every fiber of my being
and in whose healing embrace my soul rests in eternal peace


inn saare shabdon ko
paheliyon ke janjaal ko
jitna bhi abhyaas kiya, jitne bhi paath padhe

tapasya ke punya ko, shareer ke paap ko
in sab ko uss agni mein jhonk rha hoon

jiske liye ye bhrahmaand havan ka kund bana hai
jo har disha, har kan ko oorja se seech rahi hai
jiski aanch mein ghire hue hain dharti aur aakash
jiski pyaasi lapton mein mera rome-rome bhasm hua h
aur jisme jal ke meri aatma ko shanti mili hai

3 comments:

  1. Very freeing, to let it go....

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  2. Letting go is the hardest thing of all, as we spend our lives too often learning only to grasp and hold. I envy your ability to write so well in two languages.

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