FROM THE UPANISHADS

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Hidden in the heart of every creature

Exists the Self, subtler than the subtlest,

Greater than the greatest.  They go beyond

Sorrow who extinguish their self-will

And behold the glory of the Self

Through the grace of the Lord of Love.

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Though one sits in meditation in a

Particular place, the Self within

Can exercise his influence far away

Though still, he moves everything

everywhere.

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When the wise realize the Self,

Formless in the midst of forms, changeless

In the midst of change, omnipresent

And supreme, they go beyond sorrow.

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The Self cannot be known through study

Of the scriptures, nor through the intellect,

Nor through hearing learned discourses.

The Self can be attained only by those

Whom the Self chooses.  Verily unto them

Does the Self reveal himself.

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The Self cannot be known by anyone

Who desists not from unrighteous ways,

Controls not his senses, stills not his mind,

And practices not meditation.

None else can know the omnipresent Self,

Whose glory sweeps away the rituals

Of the priest and the prowess of the warrior

And puts death itself to death.

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From The Katha Upanishad

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