Thursday, August 25, 2016

The song of myself is the song of oneness ...

I am reading Walt Whitman's beautiful poem "Song of Myself" today. What makes the song of myself beautiful is that it is a song of oneness. Here is one stanza from it, in which the poet adorns the oneness of thought. He says:

These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they
are not original with me,
If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing, or next
to nothing,
If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are
If they are not just as close as they are distant they are nothing.

This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is,
This the common air that bathes the globe.

- Walt Whitman

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Aakhan Jor - Guru Nanak's Great Surrender


Aakhan nah jor, chupai nah jor,
Jor nah ma(n)gan, dhaen nah jor.

I have no power to speak, no power to keep silent.
No power to beg, no power to give.

Jor nah jeevan, maran nah jor,
Jor nah raaj, maal man sor.
I have no power to live, no power to die.
No power to rule, with wealth and mental powers.

Jor nah surathee giaan veechaar,
Jor nah jugathee chhuttai sa(n)saar.
I have no power to gain intuitive understanding, spiritual wisdom and meditation. 
No power to find the way to escape from the world.

Jis hathh jor kar vaekhai soe,
Naanak ootham neech nah koe.

He alone has the Power in His Hands, He watches over all.
O Nanak, no one is high or low.