you

fall in love with yourself
and see there is only you
not as the drop but as the ocean

AGRASEN

"Instead of targeting a crane with an arrow,
I wish to see it flying;
Instead of eating away a nightingale,
I wish to hear it singing"

MAHARAJA AGRASEN

let love flow

our hearts are full of it
more than blood
the well is endless
it swells from nothingness
into eternity
find the spring
and be filled with it
until its unbearable
dance as the bee
fly as the bird
and shine upon the world as the sun
let love flow

unbearable

taking in the world
missing the whole
and seeing only the part
is unbearable

seeing the whole in the part is wisdom
sight such as this is love

Sweet Fragrance

love lurks not in dark places
or keeps herself secret
she roars as the waves
and is the gentle breeze upon the treetops
singing like a bird
she needs no audience
yet received she blossoms
with sweet fragrance

lost in dreams

You are lost in your dreams. Your subjectivity is completely engulfed by the dreams. It is just like when you go to see a movie. You know well that there is nothing on the screen. Still, you get deceived. When the movie starts, the screen is full of pictures. Just a play of light and darkness, just very subtle dream-stuff, and you are lost. You forget yourself. You forget the spectator, you become part of it. Sometimes you cry and weep when some tragedy happens on the screen. You follow all that is happening on the screen. There is nothing happening, but for two hours, you are completely lost. Buddha is one who becomes awakened in a movie house and suddenly shakes himself and understands that there is nothing -- only a wide screen covered with white and black shades; just covered with false, dreamlike stuff. He laughs -- not at what he is seeing; he laughs at himself -- and comes back home.”

- OSHO

love

love is abundant like the sun
but is also rare like "one in a million" seeds that blooms
still flowers are everywhere

like this we are capable of loving everyone
yet rarely does love take root
even rarer is it to find love in equal measure between two people
but when found, such a love fills the sky
and is like the seed in a million that blooms to be a flower

PARATMA-MANUSHYA (void-man)

i am two worlds
being and beingness
in one i am
in the other i am not
yet one contains the other
in one i abide and evaporate
of the other nothing can be said

i am both the void and the man
there is no real dichotomy but for the questioner who thinks of himself as real
he has no independent nature apart from the space in which he appears
for what is seen can only be given by the seer
the trap is that the seer is stuck within the body
whereas the body is but a gate to the seen world
where sights, sounds, smells, tastes and touch appear

this has been called the divine dance
the interplay between creator, created, consciousness and the supreme
all of which are one appearing as the many
from nothing everything arises and then returns

consider this is only the fragrance of truth for it can never be known
at once I am the message, the messenger and none at all

two

I arise from the nothingness
only to partake in a dance
in which I take you to be separate from me
by way of you i yearn for what i already am
for you are really within me
such is my plight transmuted to delight

ASHEEM

Ai have arisen as Asheem whose name reveals his true nature. He is only a projected reflection yet he appears as form. Intoxicated with living he believes himself to be real. Seeing through this, the mirage evaporates and nothing is left but the swirling of a world which has no center.