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Shanmugam Piramanayagam Poem
You’re not your body and you’re not your mind;
Not knowing the timeless truth makes you blind;
You’re not your story and you’re not your thoughts;
You’re not those age old, buried mental knots.
You’re not that chattering voice in your head;
You’re not anything that you did or said;
You’re not anything that you have or know
You’re the truth that is watching all this show!
You’re not anything that can be perceived;
You’re not an object that can be observed;
You’re the screen where the world is being played;
You’re the emptiness where the form is made.
You’re the one witnessing the mind and breath;
You’re one without two, beyond birth and death;
Like the air trapped in a small round bubble,
You feel separate which brings all the trouble.
Inquire inside and wake up from this dream!
Let truth alone shine like a bright white beam!
By inquiry, your illusions will break;
You’ll stop mistaking the rope for a snake.
- ©Shanmugam
(This poem contains core teachings of Advaita Vedanta)
Copyright © Shanmugam Piramanayagam | Year Posted 2017
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Shanmugam Piramanayagam Poem
I can remember the very first day,
When I left my home and then lost my way..
I can remember the very first time,
When I learnt to say that old English rhyme…
I can remember my very first sight
Of a rising sun that looked red and bright..
I can still remember my oldest dream
Which woke me up at night and made me scream…
I can still smell the scent of the wet earth
When it rained for the first time since my birth..
I can still remember that small round face
Of a cute girl who played with me those days..
I can still remember that first love song
And the days when I hummed it all day long..
The memory of my very first love
Still flies in my heart like a cute white dove..
Copyright © Shanmugam Piramanayagam | Year Posted 2017
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