Behind it all one can sense the dance of a stupendous Energy whose footsteps throw these whorls and patterns giving birth to the elements of creation.
Visage and the veil
Thus must he work life’s tangible riddle out
In a doubtful light, by error seize on Truth
And slowly part the visage and the veil.
The universe is a visage and a veil that the One has woven around Itself. Layer by layer, assisted by a growing Light within his dim-lit mind, man must unravel the mystery of creation and the riddle of its birth and his own within it.
A parable of Maya
Or else, forlorn of faith in mind and sense,
His knowledge a bright body of ignorance,
He sees in all things strangely fashioned here
The unwelcome jest of a deceiving Force,
A parable of Maya and her might.
Or else void of faith and will to explore right upto the end, man may declare it all as a great deception that tricks the senses, a mighty and intangible Maya in which we are helplessly caught.
Vast perpetual motion
This vast perpetual motion caught and held
In the mysterious and unchanging change
Of the persistent movement we call Time
And ever renewing its recurrent beat,
These mobile rounds that stereotype a flux,
These static objects in the cosmic dance
That are but Energy’s self-repeating whorls
Prolonged by the spirit of the brooding Void,
Awaited life and sense and waking Mind.
This seemingly static universe and solid objects is a deception. In reality everything is in constant motion. The sense of stability, fixity and solidity is an illusion created by the unchanging rate of motion. Thereby we do not notice the flux and take things as stable and unchanging even though each moment everything has changed its position in relation to everything else. In other words the universe is being created each moment. Thus trapped in a dance of perpetual motion these solid objects in the universe awaited the release of life and mind from within itself.
The Dreamer changed his pose
A little the Dreamer changed his pose of stone.
Behind it all, behind the stupendous dance of Energy is the eternal dreamer, the static Reality behind the dynamic dance, which dreams out the universe and what IT dreams that the Shakti goes about creating and manifesting through its creative dance-beats.
A scene was set
But when the Inconscient’s scrupulous work was done
And Chance coerced by fixed immutable laws,
A scene was set for Nature’s conscious play.
This stupendous material universe with its seemingly endless expanse where chance and law works together to write the unfolding script of creation await the unfolding of scenes that follow in succession as evolution. Nature then brings out a new element out of herself that would make the play conscious. This happens with the emergence of life and mind in creation.
This is the story of the great unfolding of the universe which is ever in motion and constant progression.