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Late Self-Portrait by Rembrandt
by Jane Hirshfield

The dog, dead for years, keeps coming back in the dream.
We look at each other there with the old joy.
It was always her gift to bring me into the present—

Which sleeps, changes, awakens, dresses, leaves.

Happiness and unhappiness
differ as a bucket hammered from gold differs from one of pressed tin,
this painting proposes.

Each carries the same water, it says.



What Things Want
by Robert Bly

You have to let things
Occupy their own space.
This room is small,
But the green settee

Likes to be here.
The big marsh reeds,
Crowding out the slough,
Find the world good.

You have to let things
Be as they are.
Who knows which of us
Deserves the world more?
From time to time, Kabir departs from his usual blunt debunking style and instead, he weaves cryptic narratives. These mystifying compositions, such as "Brother I've seen some" and "How do you," bear the name ulatbamsi, signifying "poems in upside-down language." In these verses, the aim appears to be guiding the reader (or listener) towards fresh perspectives and perceptions. Often these poems end with a revelation that it is impossible to understand God, or by extension us and our destiny.  Like Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan Sings, "Tum ik gorakh dhanda ho."

Gurbani also has similar verses. 

Tu Tu Karta Tu Hua

BROTHER, I’VE SEEN SOME

By Kabir
Translated by Arvind Krishna Mehrotra

Brother, I’ve seen some
Astonishing sights:
A lion keeping watch
Over pasturing cows;
A mother delivered
After her son was;
A guru prostrated
Before his disciple;
Fish spawning
On treetops;
A cat carrying away
A dog;
A gunny-sack
Driving a bullock-cart;
A buffalo going out to graze,
Sitting on a horse;
A tree with its branches in the earth,
Its roots in the sky;
A tree with flowering roots.

This verse, says Kabir,
Is your key to the universe.
If you can figure it out.




Read more about this poem and poet on the Poetry Foundation website: http://bit.ly/kcbsZi
I saw this video today on YouTube. S

http://youtu.be/WrSAiepeW3w

Hear me speak what's on my mind Let me give this testimony Reaffirm that you will find That you are my one and only No exception to this rule I'm simple but I'm no fool I've got a witness happy to say Every hour, every day Every heartbeat bears your name Loud and clear they stake my claim My red blood runs true blue And every heartbeat belongs to you Classic case of boy meets girl Moving in the same direction You're not asking for the world I'm not asking for perfection Just a love that's well designed For passing the test of time I'm here to tell you, I'm here to stay Every hour, every day Every heartbeat bears your name Loud and clear they stake my claim My red blood runs true blue And every heartbeat belongs to you Every heartbeat bears your name Loud and clear they stake my claim Ask anyone and they'll tell you it's true Every heartbeat belongs to you Yeah, sure maybe I'm on the edge But I love you baby and like I said I'm here to tell you, I'm here to stay Every hour, every day Every heartbeat bears your name Loud and clear they stake my claim Ask anyone and they'll tell you it's true Every heartbeat belongs to you Every heartbeat bears your name Loud and clear they stake my claim My red blood runs true blue And every heartbeat belongs to you Every heartbeat bears your name Loud and clear they stake my claim Ask anyone and they'll tell you it's true And every heartbeat belongs to you

Guru Tegh Bahadur on Life:

rae nar eih saachi e jeea dhaar |
O mind, grasp this Truth firmly in your soul.

sagal jagath hai jaisae supanaa binasath lagath n baar |1| rehaao |
The whole world is just like a dream; it will pass away in an instant. ||1||Pause||

baaroo bheeth banaaee rach pach rehath nehee dhin chaar |
Like a wall of sand, built up and plastered with great care, which does not last even a few days,

thaisae hee eih sukh maaeiaa kae ourajhiou kehaa gavaar |1|
just so are the pleasures of Maya. Why are you entangled in them, you ignorant fool? ||1||

ajehoo samajh kash bigariou naahin bhaj lae naam muraar |
Understand this today - it is not yet too late! Chant and vibrate the Name of the Lord.

kahu naanak nij math saadhan ko bhaakhiou thohi pukaar |2|8|
Says Nanak, this is the subtle wisdom of the Holy Saints, which I proclaim out loud to you. ||2||8||



Question - Beloved Master, Over the past ten years I am again and again reminded of the words of Kahlil Gibran: "Man cannot reap love until after sad and revealing separation and bitter patience and desperate hardship." Please comment.

Osho - It is true about Kahlil Gibran, but not true about love. Kahlil Gibran suffered much despair, anguish. He was not what you find him in his immensely important books, THE PROPHET, THE GARDEN OF THE PROPHET, and JESUS, THE SON OF MAN. Kahlil Gibran was just the opposite.

And that is true about almost all the so-called great artists, painters, poets, sculptors, musicians, dancers. They are trying to fulfill their unfulfilled life in writing poetry, literature. That literature simply signifies their dream, not their reality.

Never meet any man like Kahlil Gibran. Read his book, THE PROPHET -- it is immensely beautiful -- but avoid Kahlil Gibran himself, because you will be very much disappointed, for the simple reason that you cannot believe that this man has produced one of the classics of the whole of history. His book stands like an Everest, but he himself lies deep down in the dark valley of despair, existential meaninglessness: angry about life, angry with life, angry about everything. And the reason is simple. It is a psychological truth that whatever you miss in your life, you fulfill in your dreams. Your dreams show what you are missing in your life.

You can try small experiments and you will be able to see it. Just fast one day, and in the night you can be certain of having a great feast in your dreams -- all delicious foods, perhaps an invitation from the king, or the president in the White House. Your dream shows that during the day you have been hungry. These creative people are able to put their dreams into their writings -- but they are their dreams.

So what Kahlil Gibran says about love is the experience of a man who wanted to love but could not love. He could not love because of his ego. The first need of love is that you should put aside your ego; and artists, poets, painters, musicians, are very egoistic people.

Kahlil Gibran could not put his ego aside. It was not love that became his despair, it was his ego that would not allow him freedom to move into the world of love. He was chained. The longing for love and being chained to the ego created the whole tension, the anguish of his life. He has to be pitied. He is certainly one of the greatest geniuses of this century, but that does not make him a great lover. The very fact that he was a great genius helped him to go on nourishing his ego. He never could become innocent like a child -- of which he talks again and again in his writings. That is his dream.

So remember, while you are reading books written by unenlightened people, looking at paintings, sculpture, architecture made by unenlightened people, beware. These people were not blissful people themselves. They were capable of projecting their dreams, but they were not able to transform their dreams into a living reality within their own being. They were utter failures as far as their own being is concerned.

Love does not need you to go into depression, despair, no -- just the opposite. Love needs you to go into silence, into peace, into meditativeness, into a tremendous rejoicing -- rejoicing just in the fact that you are alive. And out of this rejoicing, this dance, love radiates.

According to Kahlil Gibran's statement, before you reach love you have to pass through hell. Strange training... a great school to teach love! And a man who has been in despair, depression, anguish, anxiety, will become farther and farther away from love.

No, if you want to experience love you have to pass through your inner paradise. You have to become centered, you have to become so peaceful that small things of life make you dance. Just a roseflower dancing in the wind, in the rain, in the sun -- and something in you starts dancing with it. You are ready. You have graduated from the school of paradise; now love is your reward.

So I contradict Kahlil Gibran absolutely and categorically, because it goes against my existential experience. I have been through my own paradise, and after that only the fragrance of love remains. You are so blissful that you would like to bless the whole world.

Kahlil Gibran is absolutely wrong. But what he is saying is his own experience, and he never graduated from hell. He never could manage to be a loving human being. He was always sad, always a long face, always angry -- as if he was against existence itself, as if he wanted to ask existence, "Why have you chosen me to be born and suffer?"

If you want to write poetry about love, follow Kahlil Gibran. If you want to experience love, then listen carefully to what I am saying to you.

Source - Osho Book "From Bondage to Freedom"

My take: pretty good words, but in the end Osho seems to himself fall into the ego trap. In the end, Osho dies. But his words live. So do Khalil Gibran's. And, at least in this case Khalil rings truer. You cannot experience love if you have not experienced separation. When this concept is sung, it is sung in bilawal. There are different colors of life and Osho in saying there is only one choice that people have sounds wrong. I believe in choice. You can choose to sing in raag Bhairavi or bilawal and experience love after the suffering of separation. Or you can experience love in Raag Ramkali - in bliss.

How is it possible that all artists and poets are egoistic. True artists and poets are nothing but their art or poetry. They are so well immersed in their works that there is no difference in their art and their own being.

How can a prophet declare himself that he is a prophet. That ego blurs any love he/she may have. A prophet if truth realizes that the prophets of all prophets is the same. Gur gur eko, says Guru Nanak. The teacher of all teachers is one.



There are so many who believe it is honorable to cherish what God has given us. Many of the same people cannot cherish what God has given others. There would be no brutal campaigns of religious conversions if we all believed in one God. The true test of a Gospel is if it applies as much to non-followers as to followers. Otherwise it wreaks of jealousy unbecoming of divine spirit.

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