Lord
How I love you! I come back just to look at You. To sink into you. Beloved Father,
how can anyone suffer when you are here, and yet ... i suffer to be closer, to be totally united.
This thief, the mind, separates us, or so it seems. This false self, how do you permit it,
Lord.
Or is it I who love it? I spend all my time in Who Am I. That is the only real respite
from the suffering that is the mind or samsara. All other sadhana's were really clever mind games to perpetuate itself. Luckily, you gave me sense to see through the self-deception.
But there are these moments, when i want to put on dalaleragita or srirupamanjari and just look at you, to try to sink into You.