Brothers! O brother!

ammasriram By ammasriram, 8th Nov 2016 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/3bwpvo1-/
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Why do we find so many reasons for initiating conflict. Are those reasons really valid? Universal love and brotherhood are innate in all of us - let's make an effort to rekindle those in us.

Brothers! O brother!

Father Love was.
He sighed.
It slowed a part of His ever-new bliss.
The vibrations cast His reflection onto themselves.

Father Time was.
He yawned.
And swallowed all vibrations.

Father Breath was.
He sired twice.
The brothers were one.
They were one with their father too.

Father Breath sent them to make a pot each.
One made a brown pot with a wide mouth, and sired many times.
Two made a black pot with a narrow mouth, and he too sired many times.

One taught his sons, "Look, their pots are inferior, as they are black and have a narrow mouth."
Two taught his sons, " Look, their pots are inferior, for they are brown, and have a wide mouth."

Then they fought.

Father Time killed Father Breath.
Father Breath killed One and Two.

Father Time yawned again.

Father Breath was.
He sired twice.
The brothers were one.
They were one with their father too.

Father Breath asked them to speak.
One rolled his tongue often, and spoke with inflections.
Two raised his sounds deep up from his navel.

One sired many sons.
Two sired many sons.
One taught his sons, "Look, they are uncouth. They know not to be refined."
Two taught his sons, "Look, they are pretentious, be not like them."

Then they fought.

Father Time killed Father Breath.
Father Breath killed One and Two.

Father Time yawned.
Father Breath was.
He sired twice.

Father Breath sent them to give.

One sired many sons.
Two sired many sons.
One gave grains from his stock.
Two gave grains from his stock.
One said to his sons, "They are doing wrong, for they give with their left hand. Be not like them."
Two said to his sons, "They are doing wrong, for they give at night. Be not like them."
Then they fought.

Father Love sighed again.

Father Love embraced them all.
Father Breath died, to live eternally in Bliss.
Father Time died, to live eternally in Existence.
One, Two, and their sons died, to live eternally in Consciousness.

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Brotherhood, Metaphysical Poem, Spiritual Poetry, Universal Love

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The writings are informal attempts at documenting spiritual, mystical and philosophical concepts learned through self-experience.

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