The Only One

 Hola!

What a glorious day it is!

The true meaning of Darshan experience will be revealed in the smallest of the things...

Everywhere our head turns, we will be like "who are you, you look so beautiful like God Itself..., what prompts you to give me darshan this day".

What makes that God so compassionate, to shower the rains of heavens even when I don't know who I'm.

Why is It (God) so magnanimous...to forgive  all the unworthy things I have been thinking and doing day in and day out.

What could I possibly do to such a God, to atleast feel eligible to be forgiven.. and undo all the mundane that has been done in the name of life.

I so feel there is no other way, to pay back for what Thee (God) has done to me....

Do I know any other way to even feel eligible or redeemed, than to be God itself? Do I truly find my salvation in any other thought, in any other goal if there is one?

Hey you! yes everytime you too turn your head towards me, you will have Darshan experience!

I see you in me and me in you!😃

You're me, I'm you!

There is no You, there is no Me

There is only JUST IS!..

Oh wonderful! I think now I see a speck who that God is

The one who is, the one who knows, and the one who is known, and the experience of knowing...

Yes all of that!

Well, who else could we talk, sing, breathe and live about? 

Isn't it that Only One that is?

Yes it is!

Amen

The Song of Inner Silence

To the world ..I'm one day a prince, one day a pauper....
But to you...I'm always Divine..
When do we meet each other, where do we meet each other....seems not so often yet it seems I know you forever..
Everything else seems unreal, when you're here...
How do I see you...with my senses, or with Your eyes!?
How is it that suddenly my hands become Your hands, their voice becomes Yours..whatever service I receive is from You and You alone. Who are you and Who am I...who are they and who are we ...what could be time and space in this eternity...Why is this silence so spellbinding..what lies in this emptiness and nothingness of Silence. Yet it's the entire space and everythingness. Where all you are and where are you not. Where is it that you're not. Who is this I that doesn't have any faculties ...to know the absolute You because there is no me. How do I keep getting to this plane of words full of silence and silence full of love...Now, I know, I know nothing, I don't need to know anything....there is You...and in this Oneness with the only truth....I resume to this inexplicable silence being You.