Oh Maya, the Elusive 18 th Elephant! I am the eternal, incomparable Brahman, Indivisible, part less, pure consciousness. In me, the undivided essence resides, Yet you, Maya, dance ‘as though’ a power. ‘As though’ you delude, without a warning, ‘As though’ you divide, without a question. ‘As though’ you appear as names and forms, Creating an illusion of duality and plurality. Indeed, you are very skilled, In making the impossible seem real, In concealing and projecting A wondrous tapestry of gunas To worship Īśvara in form— The first step of our worldly school. Creating a routine from this devotion, Leads to the leap of self-inquiry. Śrava ṇ am is the worship, Mananam , is the alankaram Nidhidhyāsanam , is the Ārāti I worship, I meditate, I connect. I see Īśvara in all around me, Within myself, within others, In every corner of the vast world- The divine thread woven through existence. Oh, Maya, you with no beginning, Like the elusive 18th elephant, ...
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