That which is beyond all and is without attribute,
That which the Hindus call Hari,
The ultimate Monad, The One
Which does not admit of a second,
Of which nothing can be said or even thought
But That which we can only indicate
And consider in the inmost seat of our being
Has always been,
Though we err to so attribute being to Hari.
Before this universe was, that moment
Before all time existed, a moment
That is now as much as it was then,
That One, Hari, held in His infinite self
An awareness of That One,
An event that never was nor can ever be,
Adopting being and self to Himself,
Thus creating Himself, and by that what is not Himself,
Which is what we are.
None of this is, more, nor is He,
But inasmuch as He Is we are not,
And in that being which Hari holds not
We have our being which we have not,
Nor ever had, nor ever will.
In that moment, which was not,
Was created all that ever will be or not be,
Each minute singularity the product
Of all that has gone before
Back to that single event that never was,
And it will continue so,
Ever moving outward from that event,
Never and ever to return.
Each thought and desire or whim or idea creates anew
A new universe wherein He, we, may delight in our being,
Which is not.
Inasmuch as He Is we are not,
And would we to be, He is not.
Would that we could plunge,
Self-first into that abyss of non-existence
Wherein is Hari where we may be as He is,
Is not. 

January 15, 2006

Authors Note:
I would like to share with you a revelation that the Spirit gave to me a few years ago. I was introduced to the Bhagavad Gita when I was 35 years old, the translation of Juan Mascaro, a man of singular poetic understanding, and have continued to study it with great love and gratitude. I am now 69 and contemplate moving on to a new incarnation in the next few years, hence my interest in the soul's migration. For most of my life I have been a sculptor with a secondary love of graphic arts having worked for many years as a printer in most fields. I have a website of my work at www.jacksmobiles.com  which gives a brief biography of me and of what I do. I have read the conditions on your site and agree with them. I can say that this is my own work, though The Spirit is the doer of all that is done, He did it through me. I have to say that the exposure to the Gita has swept away most of my Christian background, finding in it the answer to much of life and an emotional resonance that western thought never had for me.

The Week of January 15, 2006    
21st Century Love by Rejith M Nair  
A Full Moon Night at Marina Beach by Jyothi Lakshmi B 
Compassion by Miryam Masih Nahar 
Creation by Jack Bischke  
Dances Fairy on Ice by Jayati Gupta 
Encounter by Ramendra Kumar 
Friends by Parthap Ratim Banerjee  
India by Nandlal Kanjibhai Pancholi 
Life by Vasanta Athilat   
Love Revisited by Namita Kohli  
Nature by Shernaz Wadia 
Remembering some Boys by Dr. Uma Asopa 
Sometimes by Sasha Damien
Stigma of Motion by Deepak Naresh 
Thanking God by N.Karthikeyan Osho 
The Burden of Yours by Kristen Ring 
The Founder of Dream by Hillol Ray 
True Communion by Jayati Chowdhury 
  

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