April 29, 2007

• father and son

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  
  

  For ever we came

  
  

  
  

  
  

  For ever we come, for ever we go;
  For ever, day and night, we are on the move.
  Whence we come, thither we go,
  For ever in the round of birth and death,
  From nothingness to nothingness.
  But sure, a mystery here abides,
  A Something is there for us to know.
  (It cannot all be meaningless).

  
  

  by Lalla

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

  [my tree becoming beautifully green...like every year...]

  
  

  trees and skies are meant to work together

  
  

  we human things are meant to love each other....

  
  

  a peaceful weekend to you all

  
  

  I love you

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

  The play of this world
  is a prolonged dream.
  In a dream,
  the waking state does not exist,
  and, when one is awake,
  the dream is no longer real.
  Beyond both of these
  lies the supreme state,
  where there is neither joy nor sorrow,
  neither thirst nor hunger,
  neither pain nor agitation.
  In that state, there is nothing
  but supreme peace.
  This is the eternal dwelling
  of great yogis, deities,
  and Supreme Shiva.
  O Lalli,it is within your own heart.
  Go and live there.
  There you will attain peace.

  
  

  *Lalla* 

  
  

   

   

  
  

   

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