Love Whispers by Swami Rama

Author:Swami Rama
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780893894245
Publisher: HIMALAYAN INSTITUTE®
Published: 2018-04-22T00:00:00+00:00

Melodies of My Life

When the great merciful Lord gave me the vision of the whole cosmos, I began composing the inspirations of my life in deep contemplation. These have enabled me to comprehend the profound meaning of life. Now I understand the mystery of the creation of the universe, its sublime simplicity and perfect lyric. Thou hast revealed to me all the divine movements beyond the forms and names of this world. Thus I could sing the songs that always bring the inner awakening that translates my past convictions into living truths.

But today my fingers are trembling and are unable to hold my pen. She is simply lame and mute. How can I draw my vision? She emphatically refuses me, saying, “Do not make an attempt; do not try.” The compelling charm of this vision, due to its utter simplicity and fidelity, is overwhelmingly enormous. My pen says she can only draw the externals and line up in a row the empty words for miles and miles together, but cannot paint Thy glory. Is my vision delusion or truth?

Will there be a day when humanity realizes that the Infinite is seeking in the finite, and that perfect knowledge is seeking for love? When form and formless are united, love is fulfilled in devotion.

Thou seest me, Divinity, and I see Thee, and our love becomes mutual. How then canst Thou remain an unfathomable reality? Thou art within me. Thou art the magic stone that transmuted me by Thy touch. Thou art the builder and maker of my life. Thou hast laid the foundation stone of my philosophy of self-surrender. Thou hast introduced me to selfless service, self-surrender, and skillful action. Thou hast taught me not to realize my real Self through the hymns and songs of others. Yea, Thou art my eternal lotus and a dream of the limitless. Unveil Thyself, embrace me, my love. Why art Thou seated in the lonely corner of stagnation? Do not be a timid orthodoxy, and do not tease my imagination. My beliefs are well-filtered by time. My ideas have crossed beyond the golden angles of the sun, moon, and stars. The bird of my imagination has flown beyond the boundaries of all galaxies.

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