Jain Journal 1994 07

Author(s): Jain Bhawan Publication
Publisher: Jain Bhawan Publication

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JAIN JOURNAL VOL XXIX, NO 1, JULY 1994
Lotus adding its measure of harmlessness to the cosmos. And so Rajimati came to observe her trusty life-support, Poor clay that was the instrument of her last attachment, Her own fragile clay, no longer useful to her soul. She reached out and upturned the loyal water jar. Attachment, aversion, she thought, stone, stone. The moon rose high up, the little shelter grew dark.
Rajimati began to have a waking dream....
In the dream, she saw a king with her husband's face, Sun-flushed, that had fixed her to his bright person. He was speaking tenderly to her, "My beloved Queen, Together, let us give grape water to mendicants, That we share merit in our coming life, together." ..... And the dream faded into the dusts of time-gone-by.
Then she began to have a midway waking dream...... She saw her husband, self-radiant, under a neem tree. So slowly, His face merged with the One, the Cosmic Image, Image that was the symbol of spiritual perfection By way of non- injury in thought, word and deed To all living beings, moving and unmoving, For all living beings cling to life, all fear to die. And so in His radiances rises the universal law: To others do also, as you would be done to, O righteous radiance, for all living beings. .....And the dream faded into the flow of time-in-being
And then she began to have a final waking dream.... Peoples were rushing about in a world of materiality,
-Thing to beauty, break it to see of what it was made, Fire in the air, plastic in the temple, salty water And famine, for the spirit of pity for wailing animals.