In Maya's grip, illusion transforms verity. Perceiving thus a delusive world of duality. . Veil of Maya. Balance every joy with a grief. Dual scales of Maya.
In Maya's grip, illusion transforms verity. Perceiving thus a delusive world of duality. . Veil of Maya. Balance every joy with a grief. Dual scales of Maya.
Self is the universe. Not separate. The state before the fall into. Self consciousness. . Nothing is himself. Everything is world. . Primordial egg retains.
Cosmic mother awaken us in. Thine impartial love for all. Bless us that we be free from. The sway of greed and delusion. . Inspire us to build a new world.
As one, I'll meet the mortal memories. Reliving, seeking silence. And know, that I as just a shell outside. Have sacred joys inside me. . No fear, nor fight.
How could I forget such a revelation. To love without fear and learn without question. How could I regret the meant occasions. I must begin this day again.
As I peeped into my mortal cup of mind. A molten liquid of penance splashed my eyes. . Unseen truth, a divine surgery. Reveals view, windows of faith.