Sunday, 16. May 2004
Emptying
Use the sickle of longing
To reap stalks heavy with desire.
Let the grindstone of practice Turn you into a sack of flour.
Load the ovens of love with dough And make thousands of loaves.
Invite the city for a feast. Give away Everything you possess. Go hungry.
Poorna says: Only when the ego is emptied, Does one hear cosmic beat of the inner drum!
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