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Song of
the Soul
by
Sankaracharya
in Atma Satkam
I am neither
ego nor reason, I am neither mind nor thought,
I cannot be heard nor cast into words, nor by smell nor sight ever
caught:
In light and wind I am not found, nor yet in earth and sky-
Consciousness
and joy incarnate, Bliss of the Blissful am I.
I have
no name, I have no life, I breathe no vital air,
No elements have moulded me, no bodily sheath is my lair:
I have no speech, no hands and feet, nor means of evolution-
Consciousness and joy am I, and Bliss in dissolution.
I cast
aside hatred and passion, I conquered delusion and greed;
No touch
of pride caressed me, so envy never did breed:
Beyond all faiths, past reach of wealth, past freedom, past desire,
Consciousness
and joy am I, and Bliss is my attire.
Virtue
and vice, or pleasure and pain are not my heritage,
Nor sacred
texts, nor offerings, nor prayer, nor pilgrimage:
I am neither food, nor eating, nor yet the eater am I_
Consciousness and joy incarnate, Bliss of the Blissful am I.
I have
no misgiving of death, no chasms of race divide me,
No parent
ever called me child, no bond of birth ever tied me:
I am neither disciple nor master, I have no kin, no friend-
Consciousness and joy am I, and merging in Bliss is my end.
Neither
knowable, knowledge, nor knower am I, formless is my form,
I dwell within the senses but they are not my home:
Ever serenely balanced, I am neither free nor bound-
Consciousness and joy am I, and Bliss is where I am found.
Autumn... the quiet comes.
Meditate on the inner Self that guides and opens the eyes of compassion
for others as well as for yourself.
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