Revolving in myself, The word that is the symbol of myself, The mortal limit of the Self was loosed,

Nama Article 6th July 2010
 

Source: The Ancient Sage, Alfred Tennyson

 

For more than once when I

Sat all alone, revolving in myself

The word that is the symbol of myself,

The mortal limit of the Self was loosed,

And past into the Nameless, as a cloud

Melts into Heaven. I touch’d my limbs, the limbs

Were strange not mine—and yet no shade of doubt,

But utter clearness, and thro’ loss of Self

The gain of such large life as match’d with ours

Were Sun to spark—unshadowable in words,

Themselves but shadows of a shadow-world.

 

Chant the Mahamantra Nama kirtan :

 

Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare 
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare

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