Friday, August 10, 2012

Subtle Spiritual Nature

The Sorrow that has lost its memory is like the dumb dark hours that have no bird songs but only the circket's chirp.
- Rabindranath Tagore.

Forget yourself, and think of the stars, the boundless expanse of the sky, the fair flowers in the field, the wonderful truths you can comprehend, the sympathy, the encouragement you can give to someone in need, in short, almost anything except yourselff and your wants.
- N Sri Ram.

When not tainted by the slightest touch of self-seeking, the giving of oneself, which is experienced as devotion, as love, and other feelings difficult to name because of their subtle spiritual nature, is reflected in all external relations and acts.
- N Sri Ram.

Thy gifts to us mortals fulfill all our needs
And yet run back to thee undeminished.

The river has its everyday work
To do and hastens through fields and hamlets;
Yet its incessant stream winds
Towards the washing of thy feet.

The flower sweetens the air
With its perfume;
Yet its last service is to
Offer itself to thee.

Thy worship does not
Impoverish the world.

From the words of poet
Men take what meanings please them;
Yet their last meaning points to thee.
- Rabindranath Tagore (Geetanjali -Verse 75)

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