Budding Hyacinths in the twilight of Prayers
Sishyapoojita Amrita Jnana Tapaswini)
(Translated from the original Malayalam by Mukundan PR)
In the twilights of prayers,
In the muted stirrings of seasons,
Bloom the hyacinths!
In that sublime moment of ecstatic beauty,
Of solitude and sanctiloquent bliss,
Sacred aroma stirring the soul,
See couched the enshrined harmony of Guru and Disciple!
In that beatific embrace of divinity,
In that piazza of profound blessedness and piety,
Come alive the secret of births and deaths,
Of karmic embankments -
Its diminutive confinements,
As well as its release!
Watch that Blissful Luster!
The immortal ambrosial Spirit, the witness of life-effulgence,
And blessed everlasting virtue, inundating the sluices of the soul!
Behold in front, the visage of that taintless Form!
That pure ascetic effulgence,
(‘Light that burns beyond the threefold conscious states’)
Perceive that thoughtful vigil, that Brahmic Will!
And the self-evanescing blissful union,
The astringement of guru and disciple!
Behold the quintessence of cosmic truth,
The lustrous efflorescence of Guru-hood,
The metamorphosis of Transcendental Truth,
For all, to endlessly venerate.
The open sacred pathways,
Strewn with throbbing experiences!
Beyond the fetish, ever astir ephemeral pulchritude;
Walking along which,
Lo, the mind blazing with courage,
To burke the barrage of karma,
Enwombed in the satchel of soul.
Behold too in that virtuous path, bestowing the coveted treasure,
The indefatigable grace of Guru, ever abiding like the gooseberry,
In the clench of one’s arm.
Observe that path of mystical vision!
The source of transcendental fulfillment,
Revealing the quintessence of a yogi,
A seer, a rishi or devotee,
With its nuances and vicissitudes diverse,
Brooding in the depth of cosmic thought,
As twinkling throng of aureoles,
Of the Primeval Light.
That soul which lived and realized this luck,
Through the tie of guru and disciple,
In a swirling moment of providence,
Muses plaudit thus in reflection:
‘Revealed are all to me,
By the creator,
You are the greatest of all, but still unrealized by you
After your earthly sojourn, however,
All creation will know you indeed’.
Ensconced in those words, is the truthful voyage,
Of grace and proclamation of divine mercy,
The surging flow of which, inundates all divine bonds,
The watchful, inescapable Will of Brahman!
Behold the simplicity of self illumining Guru-hood!
Of which we are witness.
In the path of time,
Shimmering in the niches of ‘Manvantara’
Dwell numberless gurus and far sighted seers,
And the winding path of mystic revelations!
Adorning you the blanket of pain, as well that of love,
We behold you!
The pure celestial light,
The peak and depth of self-realization
Indeed the synonym, the alma mater,
For spiritual realization, for all,
In the endless passage of time!
‘The path of self-realization
That has crossed all abodes of truth
The radiant will of Brahman
The virtuous path of yuga dharma …’
The truth that reveals You!