Avadhuta Gita Chapter 3 verse 17
“This (Self) is neither knowable nor the instrument of knowing. It is neither reason nor the one to be reasoned about. It is beyond the reach of words. It is neither mind nor intelligence. How then can I speak this Truth to you? I am the nectar of Knowledge, homogeneous Existence, like the sky”
Presence that remains, when polarities merge,
positioned outside the matrix of space-time,
burn in body urn, we feel as a bliss surge,
is God’s heartbeat, which we eternally mime.
We cannot attain yet we can so become,
light that lights all lights, the very cosmic hum,
all around, immediate and intimate,
pulsation of the Self, that does not abate.
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