I am not the body,
Nor is the body mine.
I am awareness itself
When you know this,
You have no thought
For what you have done
Or left undone.
You become one,
Perfect and indivisible.
“I am in all things,
From Brahma to a blade of grass.”
When you know this,
You have no thought
For success or failure
Or the mind’s inconstancy.
You are pure. You are still.
The world with all its wonders Is nothing.
When you know this,
Desire melts away.
For you are awareness itself.
When you know in your heart
That there is nothing,
You are still.