1998-0000 Poem ‘Eternal Wealth’ by Pavan Keetley from 1998-0905 Australian Sahaja Newsletter, Page 4

The question of material wealth
a spectred myth that haunts by stealth
the minds, desires of mortal man
consumes the heart and thwarts the Plan

For what is Man, his destination?
and what The Plan, what explanation?
and what our Seeking, what our Need?
and why this vast material greed?

These gross desires for more and more
are but a shadow I am sure
of that deepest Primordial Fire
that raised us all with pure desire

For we are not just low and base
our Source is from a higher place
and as we grow, evolve together
our Worth is not our fiscal measure

Our needs are truly very small
yet wants go on, o'ershadow all
and yet our greatest need is not
Fulfilled by all these things we've got

Aversions are the things that scar
attachments are the things that bar
us from That Moment ~ in the Now
Freedom is free of these somehow

No no, say no, to all impure
let go, let God, and so endure
silence desires when they shout,
your Self's within ~ even without

Yet burdens might a blessing be-
are undulations rocking thee?
Or are you Rock, unmoved, unbound
as these illusions crash around?

A measure of ourselves you see
is just how peaceful we can be
when pushed about by our inflations
by myths and Maya- Life's undulations

We've come to Earth to Learn to Love
Her Grace is raining from above
as empty Cups we can be filled
yet in God's time, as He so willed

And when at last we let it go
commit ourselves to God and so
relinquish the myth of self-control
then God takes over life and Soul

And when our Spirit becomes the Doer
when we do nothing, we are pure
immortal hollow reed we'll be
then as He plays us we will see

That all that's gone and been before
and all the myths that we endure
were there because we had false needs
tormented by insatiable greeds

And yet alone untouched and true
that Pure Desire that slept in you
witnessed desires that made you bleed
lay dormant as your Silent Seed

Until that great and promised day
when you awoke to truly say
"My God I am Thy grateful son
surrendered now ~ Thy Will Be Done"

This was no shortage you have had
these undulations you'll be glad
have showered you now with a grin
you've found without, our Wealth's within

The myth of having more or less
was just a drama now confess
for in your Self, you truly see
Source always was protecting thee.

Our whole life's purpose is Divine
sometimes we Grapes are pressed for Wine
that He may quaff our Bliss to see
how Shakti the Shiva, shines in me ~

To Realise God, our Spirit pure
full freedom, choice, we must endure
until at last, when truly Free,
God's own Reflection, we must Be

Then money matters not to thee
thy Heart open, always will be,
and She fulfills, Eternal Youth ~
Eternal Wealth ~ Eternal Truth ~.