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  • markwotter704
    Archived issues of the NDHighlights are available online: http://nonduality.com/hlhome.htm Nonduality Highlights: Issue
    Message 1 of 1 , May 23, 2010
      Archived issues of the NDHighlights are available online: http://nonduality.com/hlhome.htm

      Nonduality Highlights: Issue #3902, Sunday, May 23, 2010





      If I could have known to value what I owned

      i've travelled around
      raced through every city
      while i knew all along
      no place could be found
      like the city of love

      if i could have known
      to value what i owned
      i would not have suffered
      like a fool
      the life of a vagabond

      i've heard many tunes
      all over the globe
      all empty
      as a kettledrum
      except the music of love

      it was the sound of
      that hollow drum
      that made me fall
      from the heavens
      to this mortal life

      i used to soar
      among souls
      like a heart's flight
      winglessly roaming and
      celestially happy

      i used to drink
      like a flower that drinks
      without lips or throat
      of the wine that overflows
      with laughter and joy

      suddenly
      i was summoned by love
      to prepare for a journey
      to the temple of
      suffering

      i cried desperately
      i begged and pleaded
      and shredded my clothes
      not to be sent
      to this world

      just the way i fear now
      going away
      to the other world
      i was frightened then
      to make my descent

      love asked me to go
      with no fear to be alone
      promising to be close
      everywhere i go
      closer than my veins

      love threw its spell
      its magic and allure
      using coyness and charm
      i was totally sold and
      bought everything with joy

      who am i to resist
      love's many tricks
      and not to fall
      while the whole world
      takes love's bait

      love showed me
      a path but then
      lost me on the way
      if i could have resisted
      i would have found my way

      i can show you my friend
      surely how you can get there
      but here and now
      my pen has broken down
      before telling you how

      - Rumi, Ghazal (Ode) 1509, translation by Nader Khalili, from Rumi, Fountain of Fire, posted to Sunlight




      "Thus have I heard that the blessed one
      was staying at Savatti, residing at the Jetas Grove
      in Anatha-pin-di-ka's park.
      Then in the dark of the night, a radiant deva

      illuminated all the Jetas Grove.
      She bowed down low before the Blessed One
      then standing to one side said:

      'Devas are concerned for happiness
      and ever long for peace.
      The same is true for human-kind.
      What then are the highest blessings?

      Avoiding those of foolish ways;
      Associating with the wise
      And honoring those worthy of honor,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Living in places of suitable kinds,
      With the fruits of past good deeds
      And guided by the rightful way,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Accomplished in learning and craftsmen's skills,
      With discipline highly trained
      And speech that is true and pleasant to hear,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Providing for mother and father's support
      And cherishing wife and child
      And ways of work that harm no beings,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Giving with Dhamma in the heart,
      Offering help to relatives and kin
      And acting in ways that leave no blame,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Steadfast in restraint, and shunning evil ways,
      Avoiding intoxicants that dull the mind
      And heedfulness in all things that arise,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Respectfulness and of humble ways,
      Contentment and gratitude
      And hearing the Dhamma frequently taught,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Patience and willingness to accept one's faults,
      Seeing venerated seekers of the truth
      And sharing often the words of Dhamma,
      These are the highest blessings.

      The Holy Life lived with ardent effort;
      Seeing for oneself the Noble Truths
      And the realization of Nibbana,
      These are the highest blessings.

      Although involved in worldly ways,
      Unshaken the mind remains
      And beyond all sorrow, spotless, secure,
      These are the highest blessings.

      They who live by following this path
      Know victory wherever they go
      And every place is safe.
      These are the highest blessings.'"

      - From the Mangala Sutta, posted to DailyDharma




      My hut is roofed, comfortable,
      free of drafts;
      my mind, well-centered,
      set free.
      I remain ardent.
      So, rain-deva.
      Go ahead & rain.

      - Subhuti, from Theragattha: Poems of the Elder Monks, found in A Taste of Salt Selections from the Sutta Pitaka




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