We are not the body


 

The body is like a shadow
And the man runs after it
Blind of the light behind…

DidiArtist, 19.10.2014

 

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Scenes of Kirpal Sagar • Feb. 2018 • Part V • Shabad by Ash Kaur


Dear friends,

Some more impressions of Kirpal Sagar.

May God bless you all
Didi

 

 

More information about Kirpal Sagar: http://www.kirpal-sagar.org/en/

Journey of my life


 

 

As passenger hardly seen
The light of the world
I am called – by life:
The train to somewhere
First cry, worldly feed

Kidnapped – where to?
Old man: “To the death, to the unknown!”
Young man: “To the world of activity!”

As passenger I am driven
From the beginning of my spirit
A morning of glowing sunshine
Along the whole day
Till the evening dusk of the winter
Which signals from afar
Rising from dark mountains
Silence, nightfall

The train yet travelling
Still rattling along the time
Two eyes looking backwards:

Lost moments – those beloved
Stoned in time
On the field of immortality

During the night they rumble about
Like ghosts wandering around
Burst from the depth
Holding their lamps right in my face
Touching past moments –
Two eyes looking forward…

As a passenger of life
Much seen from the world
I am called – by the death:
The train – going somewhere
Leaving a smile on my face
Providing last food

Now the rattling fades away
The train stops – endstation:
Evening turned into night
Life became winter
While sparkling stars act as guards
Cover my life with silence

Young man: To open a new door…
Old man: To the life, to the known…

DidiArtist, 27.10.1985

 

Believing in your Self, in my Self


 

I don’t believe in myself
But I believe in my Self

Between myself and yourself
Mine and thine
There is a vortex
A hidden shrine

Lost and burried
Sand of mind
Noone seemed be worried
Eyes so blind

Possessive hands
Feed the ego
Separating ourselves
From our Selves

You are me
And I am you

So I don’t believe in myself
As I am your Self

So you don’t believe in yourself
As you are my Self…

DidiArtist, 13.03.2017