Spiritual Teachings #40 Rishi-Sufi

Trapping the Thief

From I, Lalla – Poems of Lal Ded translated from the Kashmiri by Ranjit Hoskote

I locked the doors of my body,

trapping the thief of life and held my breath.

Chaining him in my heart’s dark cave,

I stripped off his skin with the whip of Om.

    A thousand times at least I asked my Guru

to give Nothingness a name.

Then I gave up. What name can you give

to the source from which all names have sprung?

Whoever chants Shiva’s name as he walks the Swan’s Way,

planting trees with no thought of the fruit,

he’s won the grace of the Teacher

who is first among the Gods.

I can’t believe this happened to me!

I made a mess of everything, no shore in sight.

A klutz of a mason plastered my ceiling to the floor.

Serves me right: it’s time I got to know myself.


May God bless and protect you and…

May you always be

Healthy, Happy

Safe and Comfortable

Seth Kelly Curtis