अमृतबिन्दुः – Drops of Nectar
(By Swami Turiyananda — Turiyashram: The Silent Flame of Sanatan)
Drops of Nectar
Words may carry wisdom’s glow,
Yet the seekers lost in words will never know.
For Silence holds the power immeasurable —
Still, the minds that chase it fall just… short!
Who can unveil this secret divine?
Simple it is — yet beyond the reach of mind.
The heart must burn in purest Bhakti,
Till a drop of Grace descends — unseen, sublime!
Enough is that drop to wash away all thought,
To end the game the restless mind has wrought.
For rare indeed is that single drop —
The Drop of Nectar — where nothing remains, yet all is gained!!
Author’s Reflection
In the hush after prayer, this poem descended like that very drop it speaks of — not composed, but received.
It points beyond words and silence alike, toward the Grace that burns the heart into purity.
When Bhakti ripens into surrender, the drop of nectar falls — and the seeker disappears into the sweetness of the Self.
Sharad Purnima(6 October 2025)
