Oneness Poem by Sathya Narayana

I seek nothing O' Lord from thee!
IWhat's there, all thine, not mine, tell me? This body mere hollow not I
Iand soul like thine doesn't know to die!


Riches and sensuous pleasures
are all Maya's specious gestures.
As much as thee can do so well
I too can keep at bay her spell!

I'm crawling up and falling down
O' Lord.  But don't worry,  don't frown
don't smile nor smirk. It's fun, a joy
this exercise know thee my ploy!

Without abrading; nothing wanes
O' Lord in here, on Earthly planes!
All bane and sin; desire and want
to flee, require a tricky taunt!

Not even wish to see thy form O' Lord, as Shankara or Ram, as Mother Parvathi or Sri when feel I thy glimmer in me!

I know thee crave to fast retrieve all severed souls O' Lord. Can sieve I too with ease through worldly seine and make a rendezvous so soon.


I have a plan...don't think of me. I too as well don't think of thee. Isn't it the rule; a mind empty of all desires is where, dwell thee!

But never fail O' Lord,  in my mundane duties till wane and die my growing pile of gathered sin. That's life on earth, to fight and win!

I place flowers in thy presence, I light a wick and burn incense, I sit in lotus pose; thy name I chant and praise thy grace and fame.

There see thee laughing Sire, don't mock! Sitting behind the cosmic dark, behind the Moon, the Sun and stars in milky froth thee play this farce. A process tough this Earthly life… a journey long, with pain and strife through flooding thoughts impure Yet strive I hard to reach thee sure.