Pratyabhijna Or Re-Cognition

Going not into graphic detail Of what the scriptures entail For each meditation Upon its delineation An inscrutable mystery A fathomless trajectory Meant for that one spiritual explorer alone Words mere symbols not etched in stone It is the subtle essence Of the divine fragrance Imbibed in stillness & silence Assimilated in trusting innocence That holds value As we continue Our quest With thoughts at rest Drawing inspiration from offered contemplation Of songs adepts sing of their prayerful meditation Their affirmation a validation An aid to rest thought agitation For the unceasing pulse of the divine love vibration Merely requires that we tune in in quiet resonation The rediscovery Must be sedentary For it is the mind body rested rediscovery and recognition Of the pristinity of our innate ever present blissful orientation Power & presence of bliss we wield Our beauty veiled by the ego shield A game of illusion among the shadows Which we inexplicably choose to follow The abyss of delusion into which we have leapt Undoubtedly a tragedy of unspeakable depth We may yet awake at this very moment and instance Surrendering to the divine flow devoid of resistance As we stretch & yawn And move on The pathless path of childlike innocence Partaking & releasing illusions with nonchalance Seeking not to make permanent the impermanent Ensconced in the blissful divine flow ever present Rediscovering A becoming Of blissfulness In restful stillness