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Arunachala Siva -The Immovable Eternity

This poem highlights the nature of the moving mind constantly looking forward for the pleasures of the future. Belief in astrology and planetary transitions are most sought after ways to know the future. Its a prayer to   the sacred Arunachala Hill worshipped as Arunachala Siva, the immovable Self to grant its immobility drawing the ever restless mind to merge in it in surrender to go beyond time.

Year after year, when the (planet) transit happens,
The Guru (planet) swaps positions,
Spelling fortune to a few
For others, distaste anew

Joy eludes for some,
While others refereshingly hum.
The mind enjoys the rejuvenating change,
Or sinks in sorrow sudden and strange!

The changing Guru may cast the way of life,
Interchanging upheaval of pleasure and strife,
But can one rely for bliss eternal,
When the mind lost in the ethereal?

The true Sadguru full of Grace,
The seamless unchanging reality,
Leads the mind out of the dual maze,
Spreading bliss unperturbed for eternity!



Oh Arunachala Siva, the Guru eternal!
Do cast thy net of Grace,
To capture the mind in motion,
In a tight undivided embrace.

May the mind not wander, confounded,
Oh, Arunachala Siva, in constant motion,
May it rest in You, bliss abound,
Sans the least volition.

To seek thy feet is real fortune,
Which lends respite to the mind,
Beyond pleasure and pain, it gets attuned,
Hence I pray to bind.

Respite and rest only at thy feet,
Where the mind rests at its eternal seat,
Loses its motion and absolutely still,
Oh divine devouver, the vibrant Hill!

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