Song of the Sadguru

"You yourself are no object.
Not even this body or brain, not even this mind.
How can what is transient
define who you are?
Where were You before
the birth of this whole universe --
or the last one, or the next?
To and in whom
do any objects or facts ever appear?

Look at forms as being of the same nature as sounds.
Everything happens like lightning and is gone.
How can what changes so quickly
be said to be your Self?
You are neither long nor short,
neither hot nor cold,
neither old nor young,
neither eternal nor temporary --
not being not not being.

Only this Naked Awareness is real,
because it alone endures all changes.
It is always fresh, always new --
yet when have you been without It?
There is nothing perceptible in Perceiving.
It's because objects are always changing
that one becomes aware of It. That's all.
You do not exist within "time" or "space';
the Subject is not subjected to objects.

Listen! I am That in and to which all appears,
the pure Experiencing of all experiences.
How can I claim I exist or not
when all that exists or not appears only in Me?

To whom shall I bow -- or not bow --
when I am the pure nectar of knowing,
the silent lightning of pure Awareness,
the Seeing One, the Hearing One, the Tasting One,

profound, lofty and serene,
undefinable, blissful and empty,
like the sky in which white clouds drift so senselessly
up and down, back and forth?"


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