Category Archives: Lalleshwari

Poem – Keep Your Mind Intend Upon 

Keep your mind intent upon  the path that leads to immortality.  Should it stray from the path,  it will fall into evil ways.  Be firm with it and have no fear;  For mind is like a suckling baby,  which tosses … Continue reading

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Poem – Just for a Moment, Flowers Appear

Just for a moment, flowers appear on the empty, nearly-spring tree. Just for a second, wind through the wild thicket thorns. Self inside self, You are nothing but me. Self inside self, I am only You. What we are together … Continue reading

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Poem – Intense Cold Makes Water Ice

Intense cold makes water ice. Then the hard ice turns to slush and back to water, so there are three forms of consciousness: the individual, the world, and God, which in the sun of True Awareness melt to one flowing: … Continue reading

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Poem – III or Well Whatever Befalls 

Ill or well, whatever befalls,  let it come.  My ears will not hear,  My eyes will not see.  When the Voice calls from within  the inmost mind,  The lamp of faith burns steady and bright  even in the wind. 

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Poem – If You have Melted Your Desires

If you’ve melted your desires in the river of time, choose to be a recluse, or choose a family, the village job. If you know the pure Lord within you, you’ll be That, wherever. 

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Poem – I Treaded on the Expanse

I treaded on the expanse  of the Void within me:  I lost intellect, cognizance and  The sensations external:  A detective of self.  I became myself; Lo and behold: from which ear  My (Lalla’s ) lotus blossomed forth? [Translated by P. … Continue reading

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Poem – I Searched for Myself

I searched for my Self until I grew weary, but no one, I know now, reaches the hidden knowledge by means of effort. Then, absorbed in “Thou art This,” I found the place of Wine. There all the jars are … Continue reading

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