O mind, running after what? Longing for whom? Look inside your mystical darkness That light is effulgent In every form and function O mind, anxious for what? Trembling in the ocean of desires Let those waves witness The inglorious height and its downfall Stop! Realise the eternity Within vibrations of time Know that constant The first principle Blooming and bursting In various rhythms and patterns Of being and becoming of existence O mind, longing for whom? A past that never was And a future that never will be Witness time in eternity And eternity in time O mind, angry for what? Wishful for which progress A linear lifeline Unreal to our mental eyes Look at the circularity of existence That cosmic dance and vibrations Imagine sacred in profane And profane in sacred Matter knows everything The dark secret of nous And its all pervasive love Flowering! Flowering! Flowering!
There is something in everything and everything in something.