REFLECTION: By Alan Jacobs
Posted by: Harsha • Sep 9th, 2009
On my blank transparent screen, that is pristine
Primordial Consciousness, clear and clean,
Birthless and deathless, I survey the scene.
I sense it has the semblance of a dream.
Technicolour pictures come and go
Endlessly like in a movie show.
All are creations of this sleeper’s mind,
But I am not that body’s brain I find.
Instead I look behind his watchful eyes
And then discover to my vast surprise
That I am that same Consciousness sublime,
Which is One with Love, and is Divine.
Posted on March 12, 2004 by Alan-ji to HarshaSatsangh
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