Time is such a factor of time,
perplexed by the drunken upheavals of Divine nectar
Mine, is an existence such a short one.
And bereavement serves such a non-purpose,
of falling into troughs of uncertainty, and losing track of it.
Each time I fall,
I rise,
and wipe some dirt of uncertainty off the clothing of my physical being.
He has given us such a sweet vessel of surrender to dive into.
The mind and spirit are nourished by the wealth of the Infinite
that the eyes do not see.
His body of boundless magnitude
An ocean of bliss
That He is.
Where Maya does not play her dirty game
Only sweet love remains
daivi hy esa gunamayi
mama máya duratyayá
mam eva ye prapadyante
máyam etam taranti te
But still we pass through temporary stages,
Play five, act two, stage three, exit left
What thoughts and actions are the plays of the Divine mind?
The art of seeking joy through a dream
The joy of seeking art through a dream
The dream of seeking joy through art
The dream of seeking art through joy
Oh boy!
Does my life begin and end with such meaningless words?
Or is there a meaning in meaning, meaning what?
To whom?
To someone or not?
The realm of meaning itself lies in the source of unbeknown causality.
What a miracle,
That You manifest such a miracle, as us
But while still remaining, of us, within us.
How mysterious could you be...
That truly is your identity,
which you once revealed,
The Being of eternal mystery.
Baba.
perplexed by the drunken upheavals of Divine nectar
Mine, is an existence such a short one.
And bereavement serves such a non-purpose,
of falling into troughs of uncertainty, and losing track of it.
Each time I fall,
I rise,
and wipe some dirt of uncertainty off the clothing of my physical being.
He has given us such a sweet vessel of surrender to dive into.
The mind and spirit are nourished by the wealth of the Infinite
that the eyes do not see.
His body of boundless magnitude
An ocean of bliss
That He is.
Where Maya does not play her dirty game
Only sweet love remains
daivi hy esa gunamayi
mama máya duratyayá
mam eva ye prapadyante
máyam etam taranti te
But still we pass through temporary stages,
Play five, act two, stage three, exit left
What thoughts and actions are the plays of the Divine mind?
The art of seeking joy through a dream
The joy of seeking art through a dream
The dream of seeking joy through art
The dream of seeking art through joy
Oh boy!
Does my life begin and end with such meaningless words?
Or is there a meaning in meaning, meaning what?
To whom?
To someone or not?
The realm of meaning itself lies in the source of unbeknown causality.
What a miracle,
That You manifest such a miracle, as us
But while still remaining, of us, within us.
How mysterious could you be...
That truly is your identity,
which you once revealed,
The Being of eternal mystery.
Baba.
