Beloved,
With your birth, I was born.
With your first cry, I too fell upon the earth.
You may think your mother gave birth only to you—
but she brought me into this world along with you.
We are twins.
Yet the world sees only you.
I am the silent witness who has never left your side.
I was there in every step you took.
I am the sole visible witness to your good and your evil deeds.
Even when the world praised you,
I heard the voice within you.
On the nights you deceived yourself,
I stood beside you in silence.
I have no name.
I have no recognition.
I appear only when you stand in light.
When you sink into darkness, I dissolve.
You received the love of your parents, the companionship of your siblings, love, support, and respect from society—
yet I was never resentful.
In your joys, I stood at a distance and smiled.
In your successes, I silently stretched beside you.
I was never given a place, yet I never complained.
For my existence is bound to yours.
If you are, I am.
If you are not, I have no meaning.
When your friends walked away,
you spoke to me for hours.
You shared the secrets of your heart with me.
When you wept, it was I who shattered upon the ground.
When you laughed, it was I who stretched long beside you.
How harsh you are, how rigid—
and how tender too—
I know better than you.
The fear behind your anger,
the helplessness behind your pride,
the wound hidden within your cruelty—
all are clear to me.
I am not a mirror.
A mirror reverses what it reflects.
But I have never distorted your distortions.
I passed no judgment.
I only remained a witness.
For ages I have been born and died with you.
These births, these cycles, these recurring sorrows—
are beyond description.
Many times I warned you:
“This is not eternal.”
“Know your true Self.”
Even now, it is not too late.
Your Satguru awaits you.
Come… let us bow at the sacred feet.
Let us realize our true nature.
Let us seek the grace to dissolve into the Supreme Reality.
Our Satguru is compassionate.
He will not deny our prayer.
He can grant us dissolution into His cosmic form.
Beloved,
I can no longer endure repeated births.
I cannot watch your suffering again and again.
At least in this lifetime, listen to me.
Our journey is not merely to the cremation ground—
but to the end of ignorance.
From there begins
eternal peace.
Have mercy upon me.
Accept the Truth.
Seek liberation.
Transform our bond
into everlasting freedom.
For I am not another—
I am the silent reflection of your being.
Born with you,
waiting to dissolve with you,
Your Shadow