I was born of nonexistence; and
in non existence I shall be
No birth; no death, no truth, no
reality
All these are, but a mere play of
words
A network of theories, and a thicket
of opinions
For timeless is the world, as I entangle
in sansara
Timeless it is; when I flap the
wings of nirvana
With tied up wings, flying across
the open skies
Can it ever be; clever thought may
wonder?
But is it not the cleverness of thought
and memory that tie you up?
In the world of the timeless
Even the wingless bird shall soar
to the heavens!
In the world of the timeless
Is not sansara, the same as nirvana?
In the world of the timeless
Is not love the ultimate emperor?
Of blissful heart of mine
Let me entangle in this timeless
world of love !