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I talk to the water and the spring, it's deeper source, without words, it heals me, I receive the benediction, to clouds and seething sea waves too,I, my eyes speak transcending mind, I reach out to the gentle forces of nature send my thoughts to plants and animals, they are very kind. "Would you keep quiet for a while?" I hear my request to myself as if I am somebody different, from what I wish to be.I am astonished at myself, it's the ability to commune with silence. I go back to the mind of nature wordless, in meditation hope that I would be the one I wish, the elders have told us all that is to be done.Needs to be just the link. I want to stop my babbling that makes words lose their, inherent potency I get this nagging question, repeatedly do I respect the word, utmost and be in it's ring of friends and lovers? the fewer you use words I feel the word will desire you more But how do I forge the emotional bond with each word I woo and make my own? I seek the answer in 'Aum" I invoke a word to come out of the beehive of my buzzing brain, a cosmos,where they compete with each other to fly out to forests far in search of flowers secreting honey, dense  with pollen. I hear the drone of the word, on it's journey to distant gardens.I acknowledge it's clarity of intentions purity of singular thought which fills heart with sweetness the bee, is a 'brahmachari' single minded 'yogi' after the ultimate meaning;I, wish to  let the word be and with it
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC
Let the word speak it's heart
I talk to the water and the spring, it's deeper source, without words, it heals me, I receive the benediction, to clouds and seething sea waves too,I, my eyes speak transcending mind, I reach out to the gentle forces of nature send my thoughts to plants and animals, they are very kind. "Would you keep quiet for a while?" I hear my request to myself as if I am somebody different, from what I wish to be.I am astonished at myself, it's the ability to commune with silence. I go back to the mind of nature wordless, in meditation hope that I would be the one I wish, the elders have told us all that is to be done.Needs to be just the link. I want to stop my babbling that makes words lose their, inherent potency I get this nagging question, repeatedly do I respect the word, utmost and be in it's ring of friends and lovers? the fewer you use words I feel the word will desire you more But how do I forge the emotional bond with each word I woo and make my own? I seek the answer in 'Aum" I invoke a word to come out of the beehive of my buzzing brain, a cosmos,where they compete with each other to fly out to forests far in search of flowers secreting honey, dense  with pollen. I hear the drone of the word, on it's journey to distant gardens.I acknowledge it's clarity of intentions purity of singular thought which fills heart with sweetness the bee, is a 'brahmachari' single minded 'yogi' after the ultimate meaning;I, wish to  let the word be and with it
Brahmachari-one who takes the path of learning to realize supreme reality, "brahman"
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k-balachandran
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k-balachandran
Indian
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC
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