the sea that became the mountain where all the gods reside.
And this abode of the Goddess is deep within the core of my heart.
The music of the heart—quiet, gentle, and ever moving.
The movement that dissolves the entire cosmos in joyful ecstasy.
The bliss that wraps every being,
every moment of creation and dissolution.
The joy that wraps the beginning and end of time
and makes the time endless in eternity.
What is truth is simple.
What is simple is truth.
What is hidden is reality,
and what is revealed is reality.
What's so real about sitting quietly in meditation?
The body, firmly sit, surrenders to the Almighty Goddess
on the surface of the Grand Mother Earth—
hands open, hearts with a humble prayer
to be absorbed in the Reality.
What Reality offers is something that is not to be asked for,
it is not to be demanded of,
it is not to be longed for—
it is what it is.
The eternal flow of joy wraps this cosmos—
the ends of time,
the beginning and the end,
the creation and the dissolution.
The gentle flow of thoughts subsides
in the stillness of Reality,
to reveal our humble, glorious beginning.
It all started with that moment of silence—
and then, the Big Bang.
The particles return being parcel of the Whole in absolute silence;
The joy, the reality, the beauty, the truth,
the Sat, Chit, Anand - any name, one essence;
Or wrap the fundamental essences,
decorate them in the name of the one or many
glorious Gods and Goddesses—
this is all here, now, in this little heart.
The oceans have become the mountain,
and the mountain rises above the ocean.
Mighty Himalayas and Mother Ganga!
And my Goddess—
the pristine jewel,
the life of the mountain,
and the beat of this heart—
I surrender thee!
I surrender thee!!
I surrender thee!!!
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