When you don't know,... ... ...

~~~~When you don't know,... ... ... ~~~~
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When you don't know,
What you Are,
You desire, steal, beg or snatch.
And acquire something trash,
-Along-with a pleasure;
-A momentary flash !
Which looks like joy to you !
But is only agony and anguish in fact,
In the garb of  pride and arrogance;
Self-conceit,
Sorrow and self-ignorance.
You feel but empty and lost within,
To fill this vacuum you find nothing.
You run hither and thither disparate,
Struggling, seeking fulfilment.
You think it is knowledge, and wealth,
It is name, fame, power and all that !
You enter a whirl-pool ,
And soon get sucked-into,
-Vanish !
Or, You seek shelter in some fantasy,
May be it politics, religion or ecstasy !
You seldom turn inside,
Within the deep caverns of your mind,
-Of your heart,
-Of your very being and consciousness,
Which is the pin-point of a pin-hole camera,
That mints every moment,
A million photographs, of your world !

You hardly realize,
Except self-knowledge,
All knowledge is borrowed and stale.
And except understanding the self,
All wealth is but theft.
You keep striving hard for acquiring,
-more and more.
And forget nothing remains in store !

You have nothing to have for yourself,
Let alone to give-out for the others' help.
You don't see that for giving-out a thing,
It must be your very own.
And you can only have, 
-What you ARE !
And knowing,
-What you Are is,
the only True Knowledge,
That can never be borrowed, begged or stolen.
-Grabbed or snatched-away from you !
You instinctively know the self.
But it requires tremendous understanding,
-and urge to see what this self or Self is,
-Indeed !
To realize What it is and what it is never.
To understand deeply, 
-What You Are !
Then one-day at some unexpected moment,
The Guest comes.
The Truth dawns upon you,
That You Are but Love boundless,
-Infinite !
Love and only Love, You Are !
The Love abundant only.
Then you have to give it out,
-And you can't stop yourself from doing so.
It is like telling a flower;
-To stop exuding its fragrance !
It is like telling the Moon,
-To stop showering the silver-light,
Then you can never stop giving-out,
The Love,
-That You Are !
Because You are overflowing,
With this Love.
And you are the overflowing,
-Of this Love.

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