The Self Finding Itself
Poem from Nick
I wandered through the world for a time.
Crying out, where are you?
All that echoed was the cry.
I looked and looked with fervent need.
And saw nothing of what I sought.
I touched and felt my way through darkness.
And of what I craved, grasped naught.
Like hunting wolf I scented for my prey.
Never once did I find its spoor.
I filled my palette with the taste of all things.
And still I starved.
I fell, exhausted to the ground for all hope had ceased.
And in the silence, I was.
And there was peace.
Sundari: This is excellent, Nick!
Definitely worthy of the Famous Vedanta Living Enlightened Poets Society!
For years I have happily and diligently responded to communications on the topic of Self realization. Since the publication of my book, “How to Attain Enlightenment”— currently in its third printing —and the success of this website, the volume of emails has increased considerably. Unfortunately, owing to a busy schedule of teaching and writing, I am no longer able to answer all the emails I receive in a timely fashion. However, my wife, who is also a teacher, and several well-qualified teachers we have endorsed are available to answer emails on my behalf. I encourage you to send them your questions.
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