II श्रीराम जय राम जय जय राम II
गेले पळाले दिवस रोज I
काय म्हणतोसि माझे माझे II
सळे धरोनि बैसला काळ I
फांको नेदी घटिका पळ Ii
कां रे अद्यापि न कळे I
केश फिरले कान डोळे II
हित कळोनि असता हाती I
तोंडी पाडोनि घेसी माती II
तुज ठाउके मी जाणार I
पाया शोधोनि बांधिसी घर II
तुका म्हणे वेगे I
पंढरीराया शरण रिघे II
"It is said that
" Light as feathers, as fleeting as Zephyre (a soft gentle breeze), one moment they breathed pink, the next they faded. Cherry blossoms were as much an inspiration for beautiful verse as they were a reminder of life's fickleness. "
No empire lasts forever, no dynasty continues unbroken. Some day, you and I will be mere legends. All that matters is whether we did what we could with the life that was given to us. So as the castles made of sand slip into the sea eventually, what we see with our eyes is transient and ephemeral, while what we see through our heart is everlasting and eternal. For only from heart can We touch the Sky, the all enveloping GOD Consciousness. This rarest of rare human birth is the Quest of our True Self and not mere living physically just because we are born and alive.
In this composition Sant Tukaram Maharaj cautions One about wasting this precious human birth for frivolous material pursuits. He says, in worldly life, Ego is One's identity. But "My Ego is not Me" because I live in ignorance. Who I am, I cannot see.
Death stalks every mortal with a spear of enmity in his hand. Do not sit idle, for indeed Death is seeking you with every passing moment. It will always call without appointment.
Sant Tukaram Maharaj says, despite that the faculties of seeing and hearing wane as One ages, the ignorant mind remains unaware of the precious moments lost in this rare human birth. As maturity and age do not always go hand in hand, so is graying of hair for an ignorant person.
The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for and it is none other than knowing our True Self, the journey of Self Realisation.
Summing up Sant Tukaram Maharaj says, bodily identity is the way we are known in this world. In a way it is a foundation of our mundane existence. But "I am the body" idea itself is an illusion. It is that which is not. As One ages, the perishable body dwindles with every passing moment and the subsidence of the very foundation of worldly existence becomes inevitable. The only way out is utmost Surrender to Divine Lord Pandurang, for Transformation happens on the other side of Surrender "
II श्रीराम जय राम जय जय राम II
II श्रीसद्गुरुचरणार्पणमस्तु II
गेले पळाले दिवस रोज I
काय म्हणतोसि माझे माझे II
सळे धरोनि बैसला काळ I
फांको नेदी घटिका पळ Ii
कां रे अद्यापि न कळे I
केश फिरले कान डोळे II
हित कळोनि असता हाती I
तोंडी पाडोनि घेसी माती II
तुज ठाउके मी जाणार I
पाया शोधोनि बांधिसी घर II
तुका म्हणे वेगे I
पंढरीराया शरण रिघे II
"It is said that
" Light as feathers, as fleeting as Zephyre (a soft gentle breeze), one moment they breathed pink, the next they faded. Cherry blossoms were as much an inspiration for beautiful verse as they were a reminder of life's fickleness. "
No empire lasts forever, no dynasty continues unbroken. Some day, you and I will be mere legends. All that matters is whether we did what we could with the life that was given to us. So as the castles made of sand slip into the sea eventually, what we see with our eyes is transient and ephemeral, while what we see through our heart is everlasting and eternal. For only from heart can We touch the Sky, the all enveloping GOD Consciousness. This rarest of rare human birth is the Quest of our True Self and not mere living physically just because we are born and alive.
In this composition Sant Tukaram Maharaj cautions One about wasting this precious human birth for frivolous material pursuits. He says, in worldly life, Ego is One's identity. But "My Ego is not Me" because I live in ignorance. Who I am, I cannot see.
Death stalks every mortal with a spear of enmity in his hand. Do not sit idle, for indeed Death is seeking you with every passing moment. It will always call without appointment.
Sant Tukaram Maharaj says, despite that the faculties of seeing and hearing wane as One ages, the ignorant mind remains unaware of the precious moments lost in this rare human birth. As maturity and age do not always go hand in hand, so is graying of hair for an ignorant person.
The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for and it is none other than knowing our True Self, the journey of Self Realisation.
Summing up Sant Tukaram Maharaj says, bodily identity is the way we are known in this world. In a way it is a foundation of our mundane existence. But "I am the body" idea itself is an illusion. It is that which is not. As One ages, the perishable body dwindles with every passing moment and the subsidence of the very foundation of worldly existence becomes inevitable. The only way out is utmost Surrender to Divine Lord Pandurang, for Transformation happens on the other side of Surrender "
II श्रीराम जय राम जय जय राम II
II श्रीसद्गुरुचरणार्पणमस्तु II
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