faquiri

Namaste,

After writing previous post, I had shared it at many places. One such group was satsang group on whatsapp, where one of my brother shared couplets of kabir - faquiri, मन लागे मारो फकीरी में|

Its been one of my favorite among all. The time i read that message i had just finished writing my morning diary after reading prayer from the book 'prayer and meditation' by The Mother. Things were all ready in tune, attuning myself to that vibration was not difficult at that point of time. First line came very quickly and than rest followed with minor changes till its been typed for online. 

After writing  there were some question emerging and one prominent brought out towards end was why I am doing all this? Who am I? rest fall silent. Again in evening thought of typing this as well as gujarati poem written in diary came to mind and again same question. This time to there was no answer,only, Silence. 

At night more beautiful came out and written on FB notes. [putting few parts from there too here.]

Yet when mind will be tuned, in silence, just going on. 

neither there is looking for answer truly,

nor desire for meeting someone,

all is just coming and going

even this thoughts which

some call pure, good, ibadat, prayer, aspiration

comes and goes

So does all those, bad, impure, desire

comes and goes 

Verse my friend shared:

and response

अफ्डा-तफडी मची पड़ी है
लूट फुट कूट चली पड़ी है
जन-जन गाड़ी भर रहा
कंकर पथ्थर काया माला
ना जाने किसका कितना ढेर किया?

हाकन्वरो बेठ देखे तमाशो
मोन मधुर वाणी खड़ी रही

भाव ना धरया, शिर ना धरया
मुख कभी ना अंदर कारया
अनमोल को छोड़ कर
धूल को जोड़ लिया
लोभ-मोह में सब घुमावे
थोभ ज़रा तू, सोच ज़रा तू
चाह ना कर बाँध ना ज़रा  तू 

 आपन को ज़रा खोल ज़रा  तू

खझाना सारा तोल ज़रा  तू 

 मन सजावी तारो, दिल पुराव ज़रा  तू  

नाम शबद धुन चलाव ज़रा  तू  

 ज़रा मन लागे तारो फकीरी में
के मन लागे मारो फकीरी में

and as it moves ahead, from FB note

I am trying to swim but i get drown. 

In those drowning movement 

I don't feel drawn, as 

Not yet able to go deep down 

But always brought some sound 

Sound into word and expressing them into world. 

I feel lot of proud! that is when 

I need to watch and ask again 

Set back and reflect on those sounds

Life goes up & down, 

Still progress is what been aspire 

Till the last respire 

When i mingle into I, 

Than only all efforts been count.