The Absolute3

No mind, no form, I only exist:
Now ceased all will and thought.
The final end of Nature’s dance,
I am It whom I have sought.

A realm of Bliss bare, ultimate;
Beyond both knower and known:
A rest immense I enjoy at last;
I face the One alone.

I have crossed the secret ways of life,
I have become the Goal.
The Truth immutable is revealed:
I am the way, the God-Soul.

My spirit aware of all the heights,
I am mute in the core of the Sun.
I barter nothing with time and deeds;
My cosmic play is done.


MRP 105. From My Flute.