Wednesday, December 09, 2009


When we awaken from this dream,
reality it will no longer seem.
The attachments that now gleam,
of little value we will deem.
What value remains beyond?
To what treasure should we bond?
The treasure of the sacred Naam,
to the world ocean it brings calm.
That vast ocean which seems impossible to cross,
will be a puddle when we realize there is no loss,
there is only gain in awakening to our soul,
living without separation, by ourselves totally whole.
Liberated while alive, consistently awake,
the Guru's helping hand is there for us to take.


Anonymous said...

Beautiful composition and thanks for sharing.

brett said...

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Brijdeep said...

Nice poem.