Showing posts with label Garden: Telling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Garden: Telling. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 20, 2000

Garden: Kabir, that Path...


Kabir, that Path is difficult; no one can follow it: those who went never came back, none ever came back to tell about it!

Next: This is the end of a path, but not the end of the garden. Return to the beginning: would you like to follow the FLUTE, or answer the call of the VEENA?


[Source: CV 3.10.1]

Tuesday, September 19, 2000

Garden: Tell me, O swan...


TELL me, O Swan, your ancient tale. From what land do you come, O Swan? To what SHORE will you FLY? Where would you take your rest, O Swan, and what do you seek?

Where to next: the TELLING or the FLIGHT... or perhaps the SHORE?


[Source: RT 12 (partial); 2.24. hamsâ, kaho purâtan vât]

swan. This is the hamsa bird, a symbol associated with ultimate reality (Brahman) and also with moksha, release from the cycle of birth and death.

Here is the full poem:

XII

II. 24. hamsâ, kaho purâtan vât

  Tell me, O Swan, your ancient tale.
  From what land do you come, O Swan? to what shore will you fly?
  Where would you take your rest, O Swan, and what do you seek?
  Even this morning, O Swan, awake, arise, follow me!
  There is a land where no doubt nor sorrow have rule: where the
    terror of Death is no more.
  There the woods of spring are a-bloom, and the fragrant scent "He
    is I" is borne on the wind:
  There the bee of the heart is deeply immersed, and desires no
    other joy.