Joy rebounded in abundance;
In reciprocation to the moisture laden winds of October;
The existence forgotten !
Lost in the joy of "Begotten"!
Know me as the one with No Identity -
Rejoicing every moment in
the glimpse of divine attention ...
Is there any purpose this life has ?
Other than being a beautiful melody
through the flute of the Absolute mother !
Whose feet’s dust is the cause of all that is
within and beyond !
Beyond the perception of any entity !
In who, embodied is my wish and will.
Know me as the One,
The offspring of this Eternal Truth ...
Surrender thee... Surrender thee !
Shower thy benevolence !
Ever and every now & then,
Through the stream of love that takes me, thy abode.
