The Great Name

‘Tis not to you alone that I call by your name.

When all of me becomes a Blessed Tongue intoning the Great Name,

Overwhelmed by its puissance,

Melted down by its beauty,

I call to the truth that hides behind its appearance,

I call to the light that rescues the darkness,

I call to the Eternal Fullness that redeems the perceived lack.

‘Tis not to you alone that I call by your name.

I call to that once glimpsed Deep of unfathomable sweetness,

I call to the voiceless whispers forever beckoning beyond.

I call to the sound of the mysterious flute

Wafting through the babel of material voices.

‘Tis not to you alone that I reach out by your name.

I reach out to the lost kingdoms of the spirit,

I reach out to the loved one lost in the mist of compulsive thinking.

- Anahita Sanjana (India)

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