We are all dead
dead souls walking the Earth
everyone who is born to live
is born to die
like a blink of candlelight
in an eternity of darkness
our life will flicker and die.
I have no need for possessions
in a world of illusion
why bind myself to that
which is ephemeral?
The cremation ground is my home
amongst the corpses and the ashes
I have no need to discriminate
between partially consumed flesh
or faeces mixed with dirt
it is all transformed within my skull bowl
by the strength of untempered passion.
What need have I
of purification rites?
Nothing can pollute me-
everything is part of God
and God is part of me.
I do not know
if I fornicate with a corpse
or with an apparition
of Kali Maa herself
or with an untouchable woman
from the local village;
it is all one to me.
The sadhanas I perform
are extreme and arduous in the extreme
and although I have acquired
supranatural powers
I take no pride in them
for my fate remains
the same.
By Sanandana