There are no “them”
There is only You
Separation is maya
I destroy the Universe which I created
and find the Joy of Unity
I learn to walk with You
and find that You do all the walking
And all that is walked upon and within is You.
There is no more to Do,
only Be,
O Lord of the Dancing Waters!
(c) 2006 by Gerald L. “Moss” Bliss (Zaivalananda), written January 11th and 18th, 2006.
Maybe I’m too critical, but this is not my best poem… still, it is my
policy to publish my poetry, in case someone else has a different level
of judgment. It is also a fairly clear statement of where I am in
my spirituality, so that should be good for something.
Hugs,
Moss
The finest emotion of which we are capable is the mystic emotion.
Herein lies the germ of all art and all true science. Anyone to whom
this feeling is alien, who is no longer capable of wonderment and lives
in a state of fear is a dead man. To know that what is impenetrable for
us really exists and manifests itself as the highest wisdom and the
most radiant beauty, whose gross forms alone are intelligible to our
poor faculties his knowledge, this feeling … that is the core of the
true religious sentiment. In this sense, and in this sense alone, I
rank myself among profoundly religious men.
– Albert Einstein (1879-1955)