Ode to Samsara- The Borrowed Sweetness What is Samsara? Dhanyāṣṭakam- Verse -7 Oh, poor butterfly, mesmerized by the lotus’ beauty, you drift too close and sink into the sludge. The sludge of saṃsāra pulls you again and again. What is long dried appears juicy still, sweetness borrowed from the Self. Superimposing ātmā upon anātmā, you chase pleasures, material triumphs, emotional surges. See the attention seeking mind Watch it, without condemnation. Drop the drama; Hold on to Rama! Leave this duḥkhālaya; here and now. Listen to one class a day, Rip the silken shackle away Grip sickle of jñāna Cut the root of the disease. At first, a sādhana, cultivated as asaṅgatva Later, it is known as your very nature. Mūla-mantra japa clears the subtle knots. Nothing obstructs what was never bound. You are light You are free, Open your wings Fly effortlessly!
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