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Still Water....

The poem “Still Water” reflects Oneness, the Oneness in Stillness despite the apparent duality and movement. The drop in the ocean and the ocean in the drop is but water.




Stillness reigns,
Drops of mind emerge and
Drop back into the Ocean of Stillness.
Every drop, a little ocean.
In the stillness of the vast waters,
Small whirlpools with each drop on the ocean’s breast,
Still, still in the depths.
Ocean in the drop,
Drop in the ocean,
All is water
All is still,
Stillness reigns,
Stillness remains,
Silently I am!
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The literal translation may closely be "Why are you being by your SELF?" (This is a very common utterance)

The words "தன்னை", which means 'Self' and "இருந்து", which means 'Being' struck a cord.





Similarly goes the saying in Tamil, "சிவனேனு இருக்கிறேன்...", which closely may be translated as "I am being engrossed with Siva," or may be "I am inhering in Siva." (Also a very common utterance)

Language seems to be reminding us of the 'essence', the 'being'.... May be all Indian languages or all languages for that matter. 


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My Trip Alone To Ramanashram-Tiruvannamalai

My Trip Alone To Ramanashram -Tiruvannamalai
Om Namo Bhagavate Shri Ramanaya
A miracle of miracle, A miracle that can be called the greatest, Of all miracles that takes place in His presence, Is the miracle of His presence in one’s life!
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As I Falter as I Fly.....

Attachment binds,
Love sets you free,
Attachment masquerades in the mask of love,
The Master's love is unalloyed,
For He teaches you to be free,
He touches not the mind,
He sits in the heart (as the very heart)
I may not have realised complete freedom,
Like the early efforts of a little bird
that makes its flight in the sky,
I may falter as I fly 
before I realise that flying is my natural ability,
But His glance has bestowed me with the glimpse 
of being uncaged in infinity.