Perfectly attuned to the self at once within
and beyond self, there dwells a wondrous
balance close to happiness. It is the balance
of illumination’s sword, singing as it freely
swings through unreality to pierce the final
doubt. Does it move or does all existence
find its place around it? Altogether unique
is sahaj’s nature. Inevitably simple once it’s
grasped, hopelessly mystifying is its abstract
adumbration. So find the one who dances
effortlessly on truth’s arrow tip, and before
you grasp it, sahaj itself will come find you.
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Nihal Singh