The One Who never leaves
O pilgrim! We come into this world,
grow up, grow old and depart, or so it seems.
This existence into which we are tossed
stays and we move on, or so it seems.
But a few have come over the ages to say:
I am the One Who never leaves!
They come to say: I alone exist
and you and I are not we but One.
O pilgrim, we are the One Who never leaves!
Pilgrim being a misnomer,
we are the One Who never goes anywhere –
the still river the bridge flows through.
Ceaselessly around Us, illusion arises,
flourishes, then is destroyed –
again and again – ephemeral, temporal,
illusory, flowing ceaselessly
around the One eternal existence
which is Who we are – the One Who never leaves.
O child of God, maya is the apparently erroneous
notion that you are born, you live and you die.
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