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cannot be improved upon.
But we are asleep
Hence we cannot have any connection with it.
It is as if it is spring
And the trees are flowering
And the birds are singing
And the wind is dancing through the trees
And you are asleep.
You will not know the sunrays coming to you
Through the trees
And the beautiful patterns
They are creating around you.
You will not see the flowers, their colours.
You will not see the dance
Of the trees and the wind.
You will not even know that you are in a garden!
You will have no connection with the spring.
You will be enclosed within yourself.
You may be having a nightmare
And you may be suffering in your nightmare.
You may be suffering in your nightmare.
You may be screaming, crying and weeping.
It has no relationship with the reality
Surrounding you.
That's exactly the situation of man.
Existence is always in spring
But one has to be awake
To know it, to feel it, to live it.
And once you have tasted of the joy
That surrounds you, you are religious
Because great gratitude arises in you
And thankfulness and prayer.
Eighty Four Thousand Poems
Chapter #2
Chapter title: None
4 April 1980 pm in Chuang Tzu Auditorium
Archive code: 8004045
ShortTitle: 84POEM02
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[NOTE: This is an unedited tape transcript of an unpublished darshan diary, which has been copy-typed on to the computer. It is for reference purposes only.]
By going beyond all religions
One becomes religious.
The true religion
Is neither Christian nor Hindu nor Mohammedan.
The true religion is a transcendence
Of all creeds, dogmas, scriptures.
The true religion is not a religion in fact
But a kind of religiousness.
It is not a noun but a verb.
It has nothing to do with organisation.
It has something to do with the individual.
It is something inner.
Not that you go to a particular
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