Wonder of wonders, beyond understanding
Is your strange fear,
My Swan, my dear,
Your fear of me!
Mind learning, knowing and forgetting,
Body begotten, begetting and then dying,
Whence these impurities in Purity?
Bigness, smallness, class, rank, sight and seer — Why these darkling waves in the full deep sea of bliss?
No need for speech or vow of silence;
No coming or going; no beginning, end or middle. Nor light nor sound; no quality.
No separateness and hence no fear.
Oh wonder of wonders, the things that seem
In a dream!
In and out, high and low, and all the ten directions Lost in light illimitably vast,
Unbroken, unsupported, full and calm,
Pure Awareness, Bliss immutable,
The once-remote, long — longed — for goal Now here, joy, joy!