Life can be compared to sleep.
You close your eyes and prefer to be in
darkness,
Thinking it to be a restful phase.
The dreams are nothing but
your life events,
Which you seem so attached to.
Sunrise can be compared
to death.
The light streams in.
Your eyes open,
The dream ends,
And
reality sets in.
The dreams now appear unreal to you.
When I say
"death",
I mean the death of your senses of desires.
This is the death of
the "I".
The "I" separates you from Me.
I have come to stop you from
sleeping,
To expose the untrue nature of your dreams.
Right outside your
window,
So that these sun rays stream on your face,
To force you to open
your eyes earlier.
It is only in this true light,
That you will see
Me.
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