a translation

WB Yeats' translation of the Isha Upanishad begins,

"All is perfect, so perfectly perfect!
Whatever being lives, moves
And Breathes on Earth
At every level from atom to Galaxy
Is absolutely perfect in its place.
Precise and choreographed
Because "That" flows from the 
Glory of God,
The Lord,
The Self,
Consciousness,
The Source,
Awareness,
Peace and Love,
And is therefore perfect.
When you have surrendered your ego to "That"
You will find true happiness.
Never ever envy the place of 
Any other man or woman.


NEVER EVER FORGET THIS INTERPRETATION.....

                                       Love,

                                                Love

Starving....

Starving the beast within:

There lies a lingering beast inside of you,

making it seem as the personality is two.

It waits, it lurks,

 underneath,

under hurts,

or hovering above you,

silently it smirks.

Who comes close prepare for fight,

ravaging, raging, even deep in the night.

Haunting and tormenting,

remain vigilant in sleep,

when you awaken there lies slaughtered sheep.

Fret not my friend for the will is strong,

be joyous and persevering,

for it won't be long.

Til onde day in Epiphany comes a saving Force,

Deep from inside,

an indomitable Source.

Remain alert seeking the Path,

for one day anew,

be released from the past.

Forgive in the moment, ever loving with patience,

all are your brothers,

similarily guarding their stations.

Release & let go, the Universe is infinitely embracing,

purifying old wounds,

the mind has been chasing,

Take heed and ponder,

my words are not new,

just a humble disciple outstretched hands

waiting for YOU!

Love,

Me