RAMANA MAHARISHI:THE BECKONING

Ramana Maharishi: the beckoning

 

 

when the magic of words is lost,

you replace them with mute exchanges.

so sweet is your fragrance,

I forgot my own.

I tread the path that leads to thee.

will my stumbling steps find you?

you erase the paraphernalia of questions

and crash up my mental maze.

at the awaited confront,

what will I say to thou?

I travel moment to moment,

wonder at which corner you might appear.

until then…I sing your hymns

or still to a silenced state.

my journey might be a step away

or maybe miles to go before I sleep.

distance and time are a mere illusion

when you beckon with such loving charm.

• From the book: THE MUSINGS OF THE AWAKENING SOUL