Love and Self
With an unknown company, it does not see,
On life’s road, with one aim, the mind walks.
The mind from its birth is a tumultuous sea,
Shaken by its own storms in this lone task.
Blindfolded in mystery, amazed in wonder,
The mind attempts to find its maker.
Often it loses, finds itself, and ponders,
With the light of its will fading to a flicker.
Uncharted journeys in deep blue waters,
Easy are they, as the eyes finally find a way!
The shackled mind’s claim that it is “I” shatters,
Ultimately to find you at the heart’s bay!
Are you a treasure meant to be found?
My love, cage it may be, stay in my heart, left bound!
In Tamil, there is a word for God, “Kadavul.” “Kada” means to pass, and “Ul” means the mind. When you go beyond the mind, God—or Self, Soul, or Spirit—reveals itself. The word Kadavul encapsulates this idea beautifully. Who can verify this truth but ourselves, through our own experience? Inspired by this profound word and by Ramana Maharishi’s inquiry, “Who am I?”, I wrote this poem.
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