- In the passage of many days, A radiant form emerged in grace. Annapurna stood before my eyes, With a gentle smile, serene and wise.
- Vast was her gaze like the endless skies, Her face, a lotus blooming bright. I bowed to earth with trembling frame, She spoke to me and called my name.
- "O child, you are blessed this day, Ask for a boon, delay no way." In awe, I spoke, my voice so still, "Grant me the truth that frees the will."
- With tender words, she gave consent, Then disappeared in divine ascent. A wonder filled my heart and mind, I saw the world, its veils unlined.
- Illusions dance in varied hues, The soul deceived by shadowed views. The first: to see the soul apart, From God, its source, its beating heart.
- The second: to see the self as bound, To acts, to roles where it is found. The third: to think the body’s strife, Encloses all the soul’s true life.
- The fourth: to see the cause transform, When all is One, beyond the form. The fifth: to think the world as real, Apart from Source, the transient wheel.
- These five illusions cloud the soul, Until the truth reclaims its goal. Like a mirror reflects but fades the haze, The mind dissolves its fractured gaze.
- The image and reflection end, As truth and falsehood cease to blend. Like crystal glowing with hues of red, No doer remains, the ego’s fled.
- As space in pots or temples vast, The mind unites, the bonds are cast. Like rope mistaken as the snake, Illusions die, and souls awake.
- The world’s distortion seen as clay, No change is real, the One will stay. When truth arrived, my heart was freed, In Brahman’s form, no other creed.
- O Nidagha, hear me well, These truths alone the knots dispel. Seek the essence, your soul’s pure name, Reclaim the joy, unbound by fame.
- You are the doer, the giver, the free, The knower of truth, eternally. Search your self with constant gaze, And find the light in the timeless blaze.
- Ever-pure, the Self remains, No artifice, no worldly chains. "I am Brahman," hold this thought, And let all restless dreams be naught.
- For what you see, it cannot last, A fleeting mirage, the shadows cast. Like water’s form in desert sands, Illusions slip from mortal hands.
- What is unseen, the mind transcends, Beyond the senses, the silence bends. No objects hold, no forms can bind, The truth resides beyond the mind.
- O Nidagha, be the calm within, The space where truth and light begin. No sights, no sounds, no earthly dream, Can match the self’s eternal gleam.
- In stillness dwells the perfect peace, Where thoughts dissolve, and turmoils cease. The soul, untouched, serene and pure, Transcends the realms of less and more.
- From form to formless, void to whole, The Self embraces the cosmic role. Like waves returning to the sea, It merges back to eternity.
- Do not be fooled by fleeting sights, The dawn dissolves the shadowed nights. The soul unshaken, calm and still, Is Truth itself, beyond the will.
- Seek not the world; its joys will fade, A castle built on clouds unswayed. Like city dreams that fill the air, No substance lingers anywhere.
- What is unseen, still calls the soul, Its silence speaks, complete and whole. The mind, when freed, can see the space, Beyond the senses, beyond the race.
- Be as the sky, so vast and clear, Where passing clouds of doubt appear. In endless stillness, wisdom grows, The truth within begins to show.
- Let go the bonds, the ego’s hold, Its fleeting tale, its lies retold. The truth remains, untouched by time, The self alone, the verse, the rhyme.
- No doer acts, no deeds remain, No form or name, no joy or pain. The self alone, in silence stands, Beyond the reach of mortal hands.
- Like crystal clear or mirror bright, The self reflects the truth, the light. But see, no shadows cloud the way, The One remains where none can stray.
- From silence born, to silence back, The soul finds peace, its path exact. O Nidagha, seek this perfect shore, Where Self alone exists, no more.
- So hear me now, these words so true, The self is pure, complete, and new. Beyond illusions, bonds, and chains, The One alone, the Truth remains.
- Like clouds that pass, the mind will clear, Revealing Self, so bright, so near. O Nidagha, take this path today, And merge with Brahman, light’s own ray.
- The vision fades, but truth remains, In silence vast, no world, no names. O seeker, let your soul arise, And find the light that never dies.