It took eons for mini-me to put her baggage down
On this speeding Moksha Train Bound for Bliss;
Impossible to express this tidal wave of gratitude
Surging up from my Spiritual Heart now that I AM
In your fiery embrace, O Arunachala!
Namaste for teaching me how to burn this false notion of separation!
Oh yes, I am aware of how tenderly and carefully
You sent situations and humans to me
With orders to shoot a special message into my heart;
Only because I was porous with the pain,
Your celestial arrows lodged firmly in that sacred space.
You taught me gratitude for every little thing, “good” and “bad;”
As if I were your own precious child,
Most of all for the astonishing gift of life.
As shining beings freely shared with me their timeless wisdom,
I learned about a Blind Turtle who rests on
The bed of an ocean the size of this cosmos,
The poor creature being allowed to rise to the surface
Only once in a hundred years.
What chance of her wattled neck sliding up through
A wooden ring bobbing on the vast expanse of those choppy waters?
Slim, perhaps impossible; and yet, this great miracle has happened to all those committed
To freeing ourselves from Maya’s web of illusion.
You keep us moving bravely through
The often dense and terrifying darkness of samsara
By your divine assurance that once the fetters of the unreal fall off,
All that is left is the incandescent Self:
Blissful, immortal, loving, wise, fearless, connected to all beings.
How can I thank you for loving me so intensely, O Holy Hill,That you feel no compunction in shattering my final defenses,
Just so I can finally come to rest in the pure sunlight of Spirit?
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Beautiful poem, Mira. Did you know the turtle is a Native american Navajo “totem” that represents ‘patience’. Perhaps that is why it can wait a hundred years to rise to the surface? Aho!
Turtle – you may remember him – was my friend in Yogaville and he was very good to me – Native American – yes I do know it is a totem – didn’t know it symbolizes patience but not surprised!
A deep and inspiring poem. But the theory is beyond my reach. I know almost nothing about these concepts, but that does not stop me from reading your posts as your choice of words are very captivating. Someday I think I can really understand the inner concepts of Karma and all.
Thanks and Regards
It took me ages to study and digest these ideas and you must have patience, faith, trust and surrender – and soon you will know everything. Love!
nothing is beyond your reach! you must first get rid of this dangerous idea!
Thank you Mira so much. This is timeless and beautiful. The turtle or tortoise comes up for me every now and then, more recently in a dream. The etchings on its back are also lovely –
Wow! You can say we are all great dreamers~! Love!