Listen, O friend, to the thunderous roar of Shabd, <br />Which reverberates throughout the firmament. <br />Water, which becomes turbid by relishing the earth, <br />Gets cleansed of its impurities when filtered. <br />Waves of pure bliss emanate from the heart <br />When the moss that covers it is removed. <br /> <br />Hold the arrow, be still, stretch the bow taut, <br />Fix your aim sharp at the target, pierce the firmament. <br />The invisible world is contained within the human eye, <br />So say and describe all men of inner knowledge. <br />Behold the Brahmand within, through your astral eye. <br />When that eye is opened, everything stands revealed. <br /> <br />The soul in Sunn will hear resounding peals of Sound, <br />She will uncover and know the essence of Shabd. <br /> <br />They alone, O Tulsi, will know that perfect state, <br />Who have seen and experienced it themselves. <br /> <br />[Translation by S. L. Sondhi]<br /><br />Goswami Tulsidas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sound-celestial/
