"All men to me are god-like Gods!
My eyes no longer see
vice or fault. Life on this suffering earth
is now endless delight;
the heart at rest, full,
overflowing. In the mirror, the face and its reflection —
they watch each other;
different, but one. And, when the stream pours into the ocean…
no more stream!"
My eyes no longer see
vice or fault. Life on this suffering earth
is now endless delight;
the heart at rest, full,
overflowing. In the mirror, the face and its reflection —
they watch each other;
different, but one. And, when the stream pours into the ocean…
no more stream!"
— Sant Tukaram (1608-1649)
(via sharanam)
