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JANUARY, 1972
Soul is in the body But it lights not without precepts. Like a swan separating milk from water Separate ye Atman from what's not that And thus ye destroy the bondage. Like a lion, who leaves the company of goats When he knows his true self
Though brought up with 'em, So ye, says Cidananda, Knowing True Self,
Side with it,
Discarding what is Non-Self.
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A goat invites its own death
By helping to discover knife from dust So do ye create thy own bondage Through incessant attachments. To be frank, tell me,
Who did hold thy hands?
And who did put thee in fetters ? And which pike is close on thy heels?
Like a monkey who is drunk,
You too dance in the company of pleasures;
And when they go, pine ye for 'em
Feel their pang like a scorpion bite.
A man haunted by spirit behaves like a fool
So do ye behave when haunted by lust.
A parrot on a rod thinks
It is in the bondage of the rod,
So does a bee seated on lotus,
So do ye, perched on pleasures, Think ye, ye are in bondage.
Fool! Illusion is this, born of attachment And thou art an unfortunate prey. Like a monkey pushing his hand into a jar Greedy of food, is caught by it
So art thou.
Dive deep in Atman,
And practise restraint, Says Cidananda, And thou art free.
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