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THE SOUND OF TRUTH by Jyoti Rebecca Yacobi

The sound that originates from the Source brings this Universe into existence…

It is mystical, mysterious and magical! Its vibrations resonate at every level of our being.

The existential question of the purpose of life is a constant companion to my mind. When I rediscover the Infinite Reality within, it is both an evolution and a revolution for me.

The evolution of my own consciousness expands my understanding of the human experience. That’s when I begin to see the tapestry of life as an interweaving of the mundane and the divine, of movement and stillness, and of the form and the formless, all emanating from the same Divine Source! This poem attempt to capture that vision.

The Sound of Truth

I have come here to open my soul
To the miracle of life
To the wonder of this birth
To the blossoming lotus flower
In the centre of my core

I have come to this Earth to free my spirit
To the joy of knowing the true fabric of my essence
To experience the Presence in this body, in this moment
To hear the music in my heart
To hear the subtlest symphony of sound
That can be heard in the depth of silence
In that most exquisite state of peace
That cannot be grasped
That cannot be held
It just arises when I know the Truth

So much to see
So much to know
All is dependent on how I view the truth
Is it fear and sorrow?
Is it lack of safety?
Or is it just as is
No bondage, no thought
Just witnessing what is
And accepting it all
Photography by Luke Peterson

Jyoti (Rebecca) Yacobi lives in Toronto, Canada.  She practices the yoga of Kashmiri Shaivism and is guided on this path by Swami Nirmalananda Saraswati. She works in the field of pediatric dentistry and also teaches meditation. Writing poetry has been a process of unfolding self-expression, of finding a voice in the world – the voice of a child searching for her home in the turmoil of life’s circumstances.

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 


  1. Your words touched my heart. Thank you. xo, Laura


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