Tantric Verse

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Here are some Tantric verses that can help to heal and personally develop.

When I look in your eyes/ Leslie Bricusse (Sung by Diana Krall)

"When I look in your eyes, I see the wisdom of the world in your eyes I see the sadness of a thousand goodbyes When I look in your eyes And it is no surprise, to see the softness of the moon in your eyes The gentle sparkle of the stars in your eyes When I look in your eyes In your eyes, I see the deepness of the sea I see the deepness of the love The love I feel you feel for me Autumn comes, summer dies I see the passing of the years in your eyes And when we part there will be no tears no goodbyes I'll just look into your eyes Those eyes, so wise So warm, so real How I love the world, your eyes reveal."

I am the gold/ By Lawrence Fleming

I am the gold in your mind
The sign of life
When only there is time
The new, our old

Blue backed starlings
Into the twilight
Beneath your eyes 
beginnings

Sun-sky shivers 
Across arm and neck

I am the gold in your mind
The sign over water and air.

Easwaran’s translation of the Bhagavad Gita

“I am the true Self in the heart of every creature, Arjuna, and the beginning, middle, and end of their existence. Among the shining gods I am Vishnu; of luminaries I am the sun...” (11:20-21).

Invictus/ By William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.

Stay With Us/ by Hafiz

You

Leave

Our company when you speak

Of shame

And this makes

Everyone in the Tavern sad.

Stay with us

As we do the hardest work of rarely

Laying down

That pick and 

Shovel

That will keep

Revealing our deeper kinship

With 

God.

That will keep revealing 

Out own divine

Worth.

You leave the company of the Beloved's frie ds

Whenever you speak of

Guilt,

And this makes

Everyone in the Tavern

Very sad.

Stay with us tonight

As we weave love

And reveal ourselves

As His precious

Garments.

A Great Need/ by Hafiz

Out

Of a great need

We are all holding hands

And climbing.

Not loving is a letting go.

Listen,

The terrain around here

Is Far too

Dangerous

For That.

I Sing the Body Electric/ excerpt by Walt Whitman.

"The expression of the face balks account, But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face, It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists, It is in his walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees, dress does not hide him, The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth, To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more, You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.“

The Deities of the Tantra/ extract from Vessantara (From Chapter 4, ‘A Guide to the Deities of The Tantra’, 2008, p. 57)

‘With the realisation of the emptiness of self and others, a revolution takes place in our experience. The forces of desire, which caused us so much restlessness and pain, now give us bliss. The problem with pleasure is that we usually experience it within the framework of subject and object. It reinforces our feeling of being an ‘I’, ‘in here’, trying to incorporate a pleasurable stimulus ‘out there’. The result is craving and frustration. When self and other dissolve away, there is just enjoyment, with no attempt to nail it down, or strangle it by repetition. William Blake well sums up the difference:

“He who binds himself to a Joy

Doth the wingéd life destroy;

But he who kisses the Joy as it flies

Lives in Eternity’s sunrise”