Poem by Mira

The key to unlock the gate of the palace was applied,
For desire had been expelled from my mind.
My mind is not a shallow roadside pond—
Who can travel in a puddle?
I have no use even for the Ganges or Yamuna now,
I have reached the sea.

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This article is from the Winter 2016 issue of Self-Knowledge Journal.