Purnamadah, Purnamidam
(that is full, this is full)
(traditional chant)
Kali Durge namo namah
Kali Durge namo namah
Chitti Kundalini namo namah
Chitti Kundalini namo namah
Kali Durge namo namah
I knelt on a precipice
watching the moon rise
and felt a chill of truth
go through me.
No matter how far I fall,
I’m still in the lap of God
and only God
is coming to me.
And it’s all right –
even in my soul’s dark night.
It’s all right.
I know I’ll find my way.
And some day
I’ll look back on this and say:
It was just a dream I had.
Though there are things I’d change
if I could go back in time –
hearts I’d touch and doors I’d open –
it’s every choice I made
that brought me to this place –
the twisted path, the words unspoken.
And it’s all right.
There’s no black or white.
It’s all right.
You do the best you can and let it go.
It’s comforting to know
everything goes back to light.
One light calling
in you, in me.
I am only following
as best I can
from where I am
the light I see.
Imagine a billion worlds
born of the one light,
each with galaxies in motion –
souls that are surging forth,
souls that are merging back
like rivers to the ocean.
And it’s all right –
birth and death and life.
It’s all right;
we just go on and on
on and on.
Purnamadah, purnamidam.
Everything goes back to light.
One light calling . . .
Ekam (the one) Vmalam (the pure)
Achalam (unmoving)
We are only following. . .