There is the space
Everywhere is the space
There is space between knuckles
which makes noise when buckles
There is space between organs
which doctors call by jargons
There is space between you and me
That creates an illusion to be
There is space between the walls
That creates boundary and stalls
You occupy less space when you allow more
You occupy more space when you afford more
Space is everywhere but appears to be divided
Space is ever there but appears to change
As the potter makes the pot
Space is born inside the pot
As the pot is destroyed
Space appears to be destroyed
Is the pot space really born?
Is the pot space really gone ?
Is the Jīvā space really born?
Is the Jīvā space really gone?
Jīvā is never born
Jīvā is never gone
Accept the truth as is
Enjoy the play as is
Here is the space
There is the space
Everywhere is the space
Swamini Svatmavidyanandaji Satasloki class Satasloki 61-62
Awesome Poem. May Lord Dakshinamurti continue to bless. Om and Love - Swaminiji
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