House of the Sun- Haleakalā Sunrise Ringing bells of the alarm, Waking the mind with gentle charm, A body that is fifty-three years old, Rides along the winding road. People from distant places, Huddled close by divine graces Below, the crater—vast and deep, Reflecting the unconscious asleep. An hour and half in waiting, Chanting mantras, softly praying. Gazing at stars in the dark, Chasing desires, kindling sparks. Grey clouds drift across the skies, The moon departs with soft goodbyes. The crater grows more clear, As dawn begins to near. The absolute being, cloud on high, Awareness stirs, the self aligned. Attention to the world outside Brings inner intellect alive. The inner Sun is illuminated, Darkness of ignorance dissipated The fog of doubt drifts far away, Eternal soul shines in the inner silence. Clarity dawns with fullness bright, The shadow of small self lost to light. Contentment blossoms in every heart, Leaving the dark silhouette apart.
This blog will have poems of Advaita Vedanta