For him who has completed the journey, for him who is sorrowless, for him who from everything is wholly free, for him who has destroyed all ties, the fever of passion exists not… He is like a pool, unsullied by mud; to such a balanced one, life’s wanderings do not arise. Calm is his mind, calm is his speech, calm is his action, who, rightly knowing, is wholly freed, perfectly peaceful and equipoised.
Success, peace and prosperity will always remain elusive as long as there is discord but where there is unity, perfect harmony prevails there and nobody would dare to attack such a place.
Worship means reverence and humility. If you can wipe out evil desires and harbour good thoughts, even if nothing shows, it’s worship. Such form is its real form.
No mind, no form, I only exist; Now ceased all will and thought. The final end of the 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.
Open up, create free space; release the bound one from his bonds! Like a newborn child, freed from the womb, be free to move on every path!
