Ulladu Narpadu Addendum 133
Within dreams conjured, we assume a role,
deeming ourself separate from the rest
but when eye turns inward towards the soul,
the world disappears in our heart’s bliss nest.
Resting as pure being, beyond space-time,
then knowing ego never existed,
all that that then remains is bliss beat’s chime,
not dream characters we had enlisted.
Knowing this truth, we may pause to reflect,
that abiding in silence as the way,
our formless presence, once by bliss mists flecked,
reveals higher truths since we cease to sway.
Shedding off concepts, one step at a time,
as the Self we have no peaks left to climb.
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