Samaneri Jayasara

do not grasp it do not describe it be still

The Self is ever-present.

You have only to remove the veil obstructing the revelation of the Self.

Let the I sink into its source.

No thinker.

No seeker.

Only being.

Rest as you are.

remain as you are silent aware effortless

There is no greater mystery than this, that we keep seeking reality, though in fact we are reality.

Nothing has been gained.

Reality.

Remain as the self.

In the shadow of the mountain, like the water that trickles through the moss-covered rocks, thus do I live, quiet, unnoticed, but free of impurity.

It may seem that I have locked myself away from the people of the world. And yet, why is it I have never ceased to think of them?

If my arms draped in these black robes were only wide enough, how gladly I would shelter in them all the people of this floating world.

The water of the valley stream never shouts at the tainted world. Purify yourself. But naturally, as it is, shows how it is done.

All alone, leaning against a solitary pine, together with the tree again, letting the time slip by. Is there anyone in this whole wide world who'll come along with me?

The breath going out, the breath coming in, over and then over again, only leaves me to reflect what a fleeting world this is.

The breath going out, the breath coming in, over and then over again. Know that this is itself the proof that this world never ends.