The dance with the invisible

The Ideal

The Most Beautiful

The Most Intimate

The Archetype

The Perfect

The Divine

The Invisible!!

Thou art the context of all contents,

Thou art the source of all life and all Art,

Thou art the source of all light and love,

Thou art the source of all hope and faith.

O dear Absolute!

From thou emanates

The dark and the shadow.

The pain, hatred, destruction and violence.

The heart bleeds,

The violin cries,

The ocean moans!

All are but orientations different,

Of the same Truth,

The one Unity!

I do not know who are you.

I do not know your will.

I do not know from where you come,

And to where you go.

But sometimes,

Some moments come,

Bringing with it a transient glimpse of thee,

In a form of a deep pang of pain,

Or an unexpected storm,

A strange coincidence,

A heart wrenching solitude.

But at the same time,

That silence bathes the soul,

With that all encompassing Presence,

The Source of All,

All things bright and beautiful,

And all things dark and ugly.

Dancing in rhythm with the invisible,

Figuring out the tune,

Listening to the Song,

Amidst all the distraction of 10,000 things.

Traveler is my soul,

All alone and abandoned,

Quiet and Calm,

Throbbing with life,

Centered onto Your Presence,

My Lord.

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