Classic Poem

(a) To die while living is a gamble,
It is to forget the-self.
And seek the Truth
It is to study
And contemplate on
The innateness
Of actions and feelings.

(b) Some may call it Shakti (energy)
Some Shiva.
He is born of nothing nor
Is his existence dependent on
Cause and effect;
During day, and at night, he
Is all bliss and,
All light and light and light;

(c) He is all above duality,
There is no
I or you or he in Him,
He is, because He is;
And all that, which
Appears real
Inspite of being.
Unreal,
Also is He;