ABCD Poem of Śānti Mantras

Om Śāntih Om Śāntih Om Śāntih

Action along with an attitude of surrender

Brahman is from which everything came

Consciousness is its nature and it pervades

Dedicate everything to Guru parampara

Establish the subject matter right in the beginning

Faith pending understanding is Śraddha

Guru unfolds word by word using examples

Here and now freedom is well explained

Iśvara and Jīvā equation is solved

Joy is felt without 'becoming'

Knowledge takes place with clarity

Love is expressed as Iśvarization

Mumukśu gets thirsty for Jñanam

'Nothing to do'; 'Nowhere to go'...

Outpour of continuous actions

Pushes Jīva to go round and round

Questions keep rising without answers

Relationships and transactions strangle

Sinking in duties and responsibilities

Tension builds up in spiritual dependency

Uniting with Oneself, Jagat and Iśvara

Varuna, Brihaspati may all bless us

Wind God may purify our cells with oxygen

Xerosis be smoothened with this nourishment

Yourself will be revealed by Taittirīya

Zoomkulam will chant Śānti mantras together !

Om Śāntih Om Śāntih Om Śāntih !

Swamini Svatmavidyananda Classes on Taittirīya Upanishad - ´Sānti Mantras

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