Self, No longer bound by the horizon of appearances,
yawns serenly into bordless and depthless vastness:
an ocean of awareness,
into which the rivers of experience freely stream,
and freely dissolve.
Self, No longer bound by identity with the image,
bridles the gnashing bite of suffering,
and mounts as master the living image of its own projection.
For self realized rises transcendent, like the sun above the world,
that projecting as an transmuting flame of love,
transmutes the residual self-image,
and the yet enduring cocoon of body-mind,
into a gift of living love onto the world.