OUR HOLY TASK

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OUR HOLY TASK

Spiritual heart and intelligence well knows,
But ego mind betrays us and delivers blows.
When will this holy war cease in perfect peace,
And the Grace of our Guru grant us release?
That's an earnest question each sadhak must ask
As he ploughs the hard ground of our holy task.
Self enquiry and devotional surrender,
Are certain ways for ego mind to render
Itself at the feet of our Guru in the Heart,
Who has promised he'll never ever depart,
Those who earnestly practice his great teaching,
Where from Arunachala he was always preaching.
So we continue to strive at our Holy Task,
Who Am I? is the urgent question we must ask.

BE EARNEST

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BE EARNEST

There's much rough rubble on one's screen of life,
Which is like a dream full of pictures rife,
Robbing attention from our Holy Task,
When the most vital question we must ask,
Is 'Who Am I?' the true way to reach the Real,
And not be tricked by ego ghost who'll steal,
That experience so vital to feel
Who one truly IS, Brahman in fact
The Self. The only one important act,
Is 'Know One's Self' before life runs away,
Not wait to find that Truth another day.
A warning Inner Guru now does say,
''Know Thy Self before 'tis too late, don't delay,
Be earnest, and cease wasting time in idle play''.

DIVINE LADY MAUNA

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DIVINE LADY MAUNA
The loving lustrous smile of Divine Lady Mauna,
That most lovely lady of liberation,
Dispels the darkness that obscures Realisation.
Whatever labours fate forces you to complete,
Cherish as pure gold, the worship of her lotus feet.

Through her grace bestowing glance, so auspicious,
The delusions of wealth and family, however propitious,
Like smoke from the chimney, will soon cease to be,
So praise that maiden with the strong wish to be free.

That's the most fitting of all righteous dharmas,
The very best of all desirable karmas.
So cherish as the most lofty brahmacharya,
To live in union with our dear Lady Mauna.

In her presence, don't raise your head as `I',
Or a glimpse of her face, she'll surely belie.
If you remain subject to her domination
She will reunite you with Self Realisation,

Harmoniously and with blissful delight,
Embrace her at heart with all your might.
Let your life in a state of Oneness and bliss,
Be a model for others they won't want to miss.

So merge with Lady Mouna deep in the heart,
The best householder' s dharma, till death do us part.

VICTORY

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VICTORY

Victory to the powers of Great Lord Ramana!
Which flow from the blessings of His kind
Removal of sorrow from my mundane mind.
He frees me from great grief of samsara
To know soul's lagoon flooded by Nirvana.
Such awakening from hypnotic sleep we find
Are streams that cleanse the soul, they wind
Through dense mud and mire of false ajnana.
They cause destruction of pain and sorrow,
We live in the present, no fear for tomorrow.
We thank Bhagavan with all our might and main,
Chanting His praises for sacred is His Name.
We read the miracles of His great life story,
And bathe in the light of His effulgent glory.

TWO STICKS

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TWO STICKS

A truth to be known by each girl and boy,
One's suffering's only another side of joy.
Every stick must possess two ends,
Between two poles ego mind will wend.
One hour happy then gloomily glum,
Avoid this trap to be wise not dumb.
One needs transcend all opposite poles,
To be Self Realised and become whole.
Surrender to one's Inner Guru is the way,
Then practice self enquiry every day.
This way we'll avoid that painful sting
When opposites spring their awesome swing.
So become joyful and happy all of the time
Instead of up and down then rest in one's prime.

HOME

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HOME
 

Real home lives between wild laughter and sad tears,

Rising from our vale of dreams and needless fears.

It's not a horrid hovel but a home of growth,

To maturity of soul which beckon both. 

Walk on to that perfect home of Realisation,

The pure peaceful state of Self Liberation.
 

Don't get lost in slums of conceptualisation,

Becoming a mere parrot of verbalisation,

But dive deep into the heart of ones own real home,

The Ganges of Self will refresh soul to roam.

Its an end to horrid morbid melancholia,

To new birth of bliss and sweet euphoria.

In our true home we'll find our heavenly joy,

A state of blessed Being that shall never cloy. 

BRAHMAN SUPREME

BRAHMAN SUPREME

PREAMBLE

From
RIBHU GITA

Chapter Eleven, Verse 23

Indeed, I am of the nature of the Supreme Brahman, the ancient.
Indeed, I am of the nature of the Supreme Brahman, the permanent.
Indeed, I am of the nature of the Supreme Brahman, the indestructible.
Indeed, I am of the nature of the Supreme Brahman, the all pervasive.
Indeed, I am of the nature of the Supreme Brahman, without mind and such.
Indeed, I am of the nature of the Supreme Brahman, the great.
Indeed, I am of the nature of the Supreme Brahman, the afflictionless.
Realize this ever, son, without any delusion.


BRAHMAN SUPREME
 
All is Brahman Supreme,
Everything is sheer perfection,
Appearing in our mundane dream.

The past passed perfectly,
The present IS perfect,
The future will be perfect too.

Not one atom,
Molecule or Quark,
Moves without permission
Of God’s almighty will.

Everything that happens,
Inside and out
Is Bhagavan’s Grace.

The best three wishes are,

1.That things are as they are,

2. Are as they are,

3. Are as they are.

Ad infinitum

That is surender to God's will.

By willing what God wills,
We are in total harmony
With the Divine Will.

In His Will Is Our Peace

All is His Grace,
From beginning,
Middle ,
And End.

Including His magic tricks of Grace,
Which defy human understanding,
But ultimately are for the very best.

Men and women’s Selves are veiled,
By latent tendencies,
Accumulated in this life,
And previous ones.

They must be removed,
By the prescribed practices,
Of Devotional Surrender,
To the Sat-Guru in the Spiritual Heart,
And  Self Enquiry,
Turning inwards,
And searching for the source,
Of egotistic mind.

Latent tendencies,
Obscure Brahman for mankind,
Blazing as an Almighty Great Power,
The Self
In the spiritual heart.
Reality
Pure Consciousness Awareness
Bliss.
Which sustains the All.

An apparent Universe,
Is precisely choreographed,
Down to the last jot and tittle.

‘That great Brahmic power
Flows down,
Through Ramana the Supreme Guru,
Abiding in ones spiritual heart,
Also through Arunachala,
Spiritual centre of the so called world,
And through Dakshinamurti,
The Primordial Sage,
For Brahman to be known
As the substratum
Of all that appears to exist.

All is Brahman Supreme,
Everything is sheer perfection,
Appearing in this mundane dream.

So Be It.

-0O0-

AJ -Arunachala 2013

BRAHMIC POWER

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BRAHMIC POWER

A perfected pure Primeval Power,
Places precious feet firmly on our soul,
To stay, protecting us through each hour,
With the goal of making us complete and whole.
We're filled with love for that Brahmic Power,
Who bears the burden of our predestined life,
Who's our sole refuge, strong fortress tower,
Sent to shield us from all that causes strife.
The Master states "Surrender to that Power,
Place your whole life in His mighty hands.
That Power is Brahman sole refuge, your
Saviour from mental shackle's brazen bands.
That Power abides in your spiritual heart,
Your Self Realisation He shall surely impart".

ECSTACY

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ECSTASY

Just be pure space for light to happen in,

To climb above the hurley burley of worldly din.

That globe is filled with heavenly joy and bliss,

Crowned by blessings of our Divine Mother's kiss.

Nothing can mark or mar that ecstatic state,

Which man must reach before it is too late,

Or be condemned to another life of toil,

In turmoil of the world dream ever on the boil.

Sadhak struggled for years and years to find

Real Self, to lose false ego which did bind

His soul in brazen band and iron chain.

He wandered down many a fenced off lane,

Then God inspired, deep inside himself he peered,

Brahman, that great almighty power soon appeared.