If you desire to know Yourself,
Journey into nothingness, and obliterate,
Yourself absolutely from your inside,
One tenacious grip of the rope of God,
And you can come out of the ravine of self,
Rife with worldly desires and infatuation with other,
Slowly a divinely space shall open in your breast,
Echoing with melodious sound hu hu,
Coming from your soul all the time,
That never allows you hear any other name,
Then witness the refulgent light coming from mysterious source,
Constantly being released by the lamp that needs no oil
Mykoul
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