I, Lalla,
entered the jasmine garden,
where Shiva and Shakti where making love.
I dissolved into them, and what is this to me, now?
I seem to be here, but really I’m walking
in the jasmine garden.
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fame is water carried in a basket
Fame is water
carried in a basket.
Hold the wind in your fist, or
tie up an elephant with one hair.
These are accomplishments
that will make you
famous.
love and faith and light
As my love
and my faith and my interest in
the inner grew, the darkness diminished,
within and without, and Lalla lost
herself in that light.
the fruit is for others
Whatever I do,
the responsibility is mine,
but like one who plants an orchard,
whatever comes of what I do,
the fruit, will be for
others.
I offer the actions
of this life to the God within,
and wherever I go, the
way is blessed.
awareness cleaned my mind
Awareness cleaned
my mind to a polished mirroring.
The presence came near, and I knew
that That was everything,
and I nothing.