The call of Beloved
It is not only we who are searching for bliss, the bliss is searching us too.
The pining is not in our hearts alone but existence is pining for us too.
We are not the only ones who are longing for the whole, but the whole is longing for us too.
When we are crying it is not only us, the whole existence cries with us.
When we rejoice the whole existence celebrates with us.
When we suffer, the whole existence suffers with us.
When we dance, the whole existence dances with us.
It is not that only our lips are dry but the heart of the whole is thirsty for us to.
It is not that only your heart sings the melody for the whole, but the whole vibrates with the same tune, the same song.
It is an eternal call, an eternal longing, an eternal quest.
It needs a bit of silence to start listening to that call.
The whole existence is bathed in this song, every little atom vibrates with this divine tune of longing, on every leaf you will find its note, on every breeze you will find it written.
It vibrates everywhere, in everything, in every atom it is singing, in the song of the birds.
Every wave is traveling from the other shore to bring this message to this shore. In silent sound of the falling leaf it vibrates. How can one miss it? It is not a miracle to listen to it; the miracle is that one has missed something that is so obvious.
It is everywhere.
Vibrating in the nights through sound of crickets, it is covering the day through the whispering of the leaves, the flapping of the bird’s wings. In every silent moment it is resonating, in every scream it is resting silently. Everything is covered by it and it is dressed in everything. It is simply impossible to miss.
Just a bit of inner silence and one can hear it.
Just one taste of that divine tune, one drop of that intoxicating melody, one moment of that divine longing, one single note of that song and the heart shall never be the same.
One can never remain the same.
One cannot return to oneself now.
So it has been said “blessed are the ones who can hear for they shall be the song itself.
Blessed, utterly blessed are those beings whose heart resonates with this eternal song, this eternal longing. Blessed are those who hear this call, because as the music enters us deeper and deeper it resonates in our being in every cell and fiber of our being in our every note, in our every tune.
Blessed are those who can hear…….
Blessed are those, for it will go on penetrating us, it will enter our beings so deeply that finally a moment comes when only the call shall remain, only the song the music shall vibrate and we shall vanish, the listener shall vanish . And in such an auspicious moment the miracle happens, the ultimate alchemy, the twain shall meet.
The beloved has arrived home