82nd Birthday Message(As Revealed from Guru-Prakasham through Sishyapoojita Amrita Jnana Tapaswini)
Let us pray in one heart and in unison for peace!
The Soul of Truth,
Lonely in the shores of the oceans,
Realizing the truth of human life,
Vigilantly safeguarding the path of penance,
Cleaving the thick cobwebs of karma,
Its certainties as well as uncertainties,
Observing the hidden far off truth,
Through the sastrugi of pain and realizations,
In those sinuous pathways of pain and truthful reflections,
Hail! Hail! 'The Light of Truth, the Light of Truth'.
In that Soul of Truth, in its scintillating effulgence,
Through vigilant experience and mystical revelations,
Behold, the path of verve and renaissance,
That leads countless souls to the virtuous path.
In that corridor of wakefulness, the truth of life is known;
Like the maneuverings of the ocean, known through nature's throbs.
In its ceaseless journey, in the crucible of wisdom
In the alimental karma and dharma, that complements each other,
Behold the self-earned virtuousness,
And the eternal glimmer of life-effulgence,
The conduct of life after birth and death,
The truth of cause and effect,
Behold them all, in that Godly Will!
Untouched by the humanly wisdom,
Like the ores caught by a magnet,
In the horizon beyond the shore of thoughts,
The sinews of divine bliss, penetrating the yonder skies,
Curing thus the karmic ruptures,
With the puissance of sacrifice amassed,
Transforming as the path itself, for the liberation of all:
Thus the revelation:
'Word is Truth, Truth is Guru, and Guru is God'
The path conforming to Godly Will!
The path of blemishless and virtuous seers,
The path of awakened truth, of revelation,
And of the apocalyptic aphorism:
'Guru is Brahma, Guru is Vishnu, and Guru is God Siva'
Traversing the acclivitous truths of which,
Life becomes merged with that luciferous truth,
Of knowledge and wisdom, the seat of transcendental bliss,
Guiding life, as the eternal fulcrum of creation!
That self revealing transcendental bliss,
Hidden indeed is it in the alcoves of our heart,
Known through self-experiential knowledge,
And discriminatory wisdom,
The realization of which is the vigilant will of God.
What for and what that vigil was?
Astringed with sacrifice,
With karma brimming with righteousness,
With the loving salve of beneficence;
That seat of transcendental bliss,
Is the credendum, or the quiddity of Santhigiri.
We remember the perennial birthdays…..
In the girdles of experience,
With the osculant prayerful visions,
That throbbing of self-effulgence;
In the epochs and in its twilights … Manvantara
In its' high and low tides,
In the innards of dharma and adharma
Cognizing and respecting everything,
Abandoning that which to be abandoned,
All to imbibe that divine effulgence,
The personification of scintillating perfection!
The throbs of our prayers keep the purr of entire creation,
In the girdles of protection,
Through our life of vigilance, in the altar of self-sacrifice,
And in the kingdom of the Self,
Salvaging its wisdom and experience
Demeaning with all in right measure,
In our verve to venerate the Supreme Blessed Light,
The object of worship of all!
Praying ever and anon, for the welfare of this creation!
Embracing always that graceful Light,
Hearken to realization, with a worshipful mind!
Prayers again for the quietitude of all,
With submissions in that totality of truth,
In that eternity of perfection!
(Translated from the original Malayalam by Mukundan P.R.)