I just want to admire, love and talk to Him like a little 5 year old girl who admires the beauty of the nature around, talking to her herself, and playing around. So simple, so plain. Not many desires she has....just to get up to the shining morning Sun, and wear a green frock matching the swaying trees and run after butterflies giggling joyfully.....
And then stretch her hand to feel the light drizzle, sprinkling it towards her face and laughing to herself....
Sometimes, when He is kind, I get this feeling in my veins that I am really that much pure, my thoughts are really that plain as this cute little girl, who is my ideal...
Irrespective of this body and mind, which has developed so many layers of assumtions and hypocrisies covering my reality - my true nature that is nothing but pure and unsullied bliss....I see this girl. My identity with her. My oneness with her joy.
I will come out the complications that I have woven myself into. I will get back to the state when I experience that inexplicable feeling - which has no expectations from anything/anyone whatsoever, whoever. When I feel the truth that my breath proclaims every minute - I am He. I am I.
And then stretch her hand to feel the light drizzle, sprinkling it towards her face and laughing to herself....
Sometimes, when He is kind, I get this feeling in my veins that I am really that much pure, my thoughts are really that plain as this cute little girl, who is my ideal...
Irrespective of this body and mind, which has developed so many layers of assumtions and hypocrisies covering my reality - my true nature that is nothing but pure and unsullied bliss....I see this girl. My identity with her. My oneness with her joy.
I will come out the complications that I have woven myself into. I will get back to the state when I experience that inexplicable feeling - which has no expectations from anything/anyone whatsoever, whoever. When I feel the truth that my breath proclaims every minute - I am He. I am I.
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