• Swami Purnananda

Aug 17, 2020 || Daily Thought & Prayer

Updated: Apr 10


Thought

I am but the ocean vast

That fills a pitcher in and out

So declare the knowing ones

That made a shift in who is I?


Am I not an aging pot

With scars and past I can recall?

Competing with the other shapes

Do I evolve or creator makes?


My form is fine a great success

But still I fill my emptiness

Thus go I, clay pitcher grand

Even owning my own land


But brittle now, cracks are worn

Wise words come like light at dawn

“Thou art that ocean infinite

This “I” of pitcher denied it”

Prayer

O Lord, when I feel empty and look to replace this emptiness, I forget that thou art fullness itself. Fill me with your blissful self and break the sense of separateness from Thee. That is full and this is full, nothing can be added or removed from Thee.

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