Until you learn how to swim...
a boat you can use to cross the river;
But, once you learn swimming...
what are boat and boatman to you?
Having crossed the river,
You will meet your friend;
There's no river, no swimmer now!
Neither lover, nor beloved at the end!
You have known the Self within!
You will realise now the stark truth,
Your search in the void was in vain;
In a moment, the awareness will ebb;
And in delusion you won't remain;
Be ever conscious of this truth, O friend...
You have to know yourself,
Then only will you know your essential truth;
MyKoul says, you won't, then, like an ignorant person...
Pray for your salvation, you won't that need;
For what you are, you would be that indeed
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem