Celebrate Guru Purnima with Sadhguru


Guru Purnima Poem #1

Sadhguru: Just after the Adiyogi Alayam consecration I was in a slightly intoxicated condition. Due to schedules and travel I could not do the needed preparatory work in the shrine and took the risk of doing the whole consecration in the presence of over 11,000 people. I bow to these people as they sat there like one being. Extraordinary sense of Devotion and focus. The combo of Mercury and Venom, handling it in such a situation got me slightly on the wrong side. Thought of finishing myself, instead let the Grace of Adiyogi wash over me and bounced back in Gratitude and determination.


Guru Purnima Poem - Adi Guru

Adi Guru

Ascetics distance
The stoic stance

All this they bore
And He could not ignore

Seekers so intense
Broke his obstinate stance

Celestial sages seven
Strived not in search of Heaven

But to find a way for every human
To find a way beyond hell and heaven

They toiled for their race
He could not withhold his Grace

He turned his sacred face
To south to look upon their race

They not only beheld his divine face
But held the downpour of ultimate Grace

As the Beginningless One flowed
In knowing, seven sages overflowed

To release the world
From its crusted mold

To this day the sacred knowing flows
We will not rest until every vermin knows

Guru Purnima Poem #2

Guru Purnima Poem - Guru Purnima

Guru Purnima

In search of Truth
I did the sublime and the weird 

The Blessed Guru arrived
Had my knowledge routed 

With his staff touched the spot sacred
Left me with this Madness infected 

This Madness without cure
But is liberation for sure 

When I saw even horrific disease
Can transmit with ease 

I took the liberty
Of Maddening Humanity.


Guru Purnima Poem #3

Sadhguru: During the 90-day Anaadhi program at iii in Tennessee, a gusty lot of people gathered. They did a wonderful effort to raise their sadhana to a different pitch. We explored dimensions which are not just unusual – much more than that. And we happened to be there at a time when there was Guru Purnima.

The most dominant factor of my life has been my Guru and nothing else. Even today in my mind – more than in my mind, literally in every crevice in my body and every pulsation in my system – it is just His presence which is the most dominant within me. Probably because of this, just about everything reverberates which is not me but way beyond me.

I did not see my Guru as a man who touched me, though his touch brought me to the highest level of experience – to a revelation of life and beyond. The old structure within me somewhere would not accept it unless it came from Shiva himself. In his compassion, my Master turned himself into that form. I do not know if this was his act – that he turned himself this way – or if that is how he really was at that time. But ever since, this has left me in a place where I do not have to make any attempt to know anything. Whatever I need to know, He and He are there.

On Guru Purnima, these five little poems tumbled out of me within a matter of 5 to 10 minutes. I am not a great crafter of words. It is just that without any kind of mastery over any particular language, through Grace, I managed to find some expression to what was happening.

Guru Purnima Poem - My Master

My Master

Lost. Lost to life and death,

Both I did, but moved me not

A man who walks with a stick

Comes to me, the able-bodied one

Having seen birth and death

And all that life can bequeath

Still sitting dumbstruck,

Here comes the man with a stick

To have me struck

With his lightning stick.



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