I am looking for beauty far away in the snow clad Himalayas; I am seeking fragrance in the flowers in the garden of Aden; I am searching for the holy foot prints on the sand of the Ganges; and I am yearning to hear the Divine voice in holy places.
When I stand still, I hear the soft whispering voice of a flower right in front of me, look at me, I am right here fully present. O seeker! Where are you?
I am like the musk deer looking for the enchanting fragrance coming from somewhere. I go North, South, East and West, look above, look below getting exhausted and worn out.
When I stand still,I hear the sweet voice coming from within like the voice coming from the navel of the musk deer. I am here, right here within you.
The Upanishad Rushi sings with his hands folded, It is far and it is near. It is near, it is far.
We need to visit ourselves, be with ourselves as poet Rumi says.
May we find a quiet space within ourselves everyday to embrace our searching soul and listen to our quiet inner voice, counting my everyday blessings.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave
On Aug 16, 2016Marie wrote :
Wow, Jagdish, thank you for that insight. I too have looked to other places other than where I am for the Divine. Beautiful and just what I needed to hear right now.
On Aug 13, 2016 Jagdish P Dave wrote :
I am looking for beauty far away in the snow clad Himalayas; I am seeking fragrance in the flowers in the garden of Aden; I am searching for the holy foot prints on the sand of the Ganges; and I am yearning to hear the Divine voice in holy places.
When I stand still, I hear the soft whispering voice of a flower right in front of me, look at me, I am right here fully present. O seeker! Where are you?
I am like the musk deer looking for the enchanting fragrance coming from somewhere. I go North, South, East and West, look above, look below getting exhausted and worn out.
When I stand still,I hear the sweet voice coming from within like the voice coming from the navel of the musk deer. I am here, right here within you.
The Upanishad Rushi sings with his hands folded, It is far and it is near. It is near, it is far.
We need to visit ourselves, be with ourselves as poet Rumi says.
May we find a quiet space within ourselves everyday to embrace our searching soul and listen to our quiet inner voice, counting my everyday blessings.
Namaste.
Jagdish P Dave