(Image of Sri Anandamayi Ma in Nirbikalpa Samadhi)
Before the element of time render her countless bodies,
She beheld – a witness of all Infinitude,
Countless expressions diademed her faces of joy,
In the ever-lit peak of Mt. Kailash sat
Brahma, Vishnu, and Lord Shiva,
Upon my lashes wept her tears of euphoria.
Release of that life embraced mortal and Immortal frames alike,
Ascending and descending throughout the Ages,
My limbs have gained my beloved God.
Conquerer of death, Abhinivesha, yet,
This Body has died countlessly,
Beseeching throughout the chasms of
Eternity, hung upon the hall of sacred mirrors.
Kutastha,
O, Prophet of human conduct,
The very essence of Spirit in man.
Surrounding the endless universes, sets the Ring of One,
Hearing the precepts of my inner-Preceptor,
I lay down my life, yet, more difficult it is to live
For Brahman, my Father, than to die.
Shiva,
My very self, a small form of the Adi Sadhu,
Thou hast and wilt transmute my
Event-horizons.
Beloved,
She reigns in the darkest light and the
Brightest sun, patient and nearly eternally
Tolerant, I was but an infant in her wisdom.
Mahamkara and Samsara are but blights of
Joy, rest, and pain,
Where the unbreakable sigil of
My soul anchors, there is not to separate Me form
My very Self — sustained.
its beautiful!
Beautiful.