Lesson from Nature

Autumn leaves

The tree outside my house
overnight it turned from green to yellow
teaching us an important lesson
to be ready and prepared for a change.

The fall is here to  welcome the winter
when silent work gets done under cover
to manifest in fresh green spring
to be followed by riot of summer’s colour!

Let us learn from nature to let go the useless
hibernate from externals and seek within
to find the real precious treasure
that’s secretly embedded deep in!

 Armaity Bhabha

(Photograph: underwoodjones.farmnet.com.au)

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1 comment November 6th, 2009

God Has a Face

Clouds

Bowing in ritual
Worshipping the Eternal
My heart meets Thee at Thy Place
And sees Thy Face.
 
Illusions during the day
Are gone out of my way
With vibrant emotion
At the further point of my devotion
No more I exist
Only Thee exists.
 
Like birds playing
Like flowers blooming
Reduce the distance
Make me pure existence
 
So that, at Thy Place
Always my heart sees Thy Face.
 
Meenakshi

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I Have Surrendered

(Lotus flower)

Holy Mother of my soul, complete,
I have surrendered, at Your Lotus Feet,
All the hurt and all the heat,
All the feelings of defeat,
All the anger, all the pain,
All the tension, all the strain,
All the worries, all the fears,
All the years of unshed tears.
Oh! Shri Vishnumaya, dazzling bright,
Chase away the shadows of the night.
Shri Adi Guru, ancient dawning light,
Take away illusion from my sight.
Let the dried-up hot dead sea of strife
Turn to the lush soft garden of vibrant life.
Show me the way to become my own Master,
How to reach my Self in the Virata.
The Way is only You, Your Lotus Feet,
Beloved Holy Mother, my All, Complete.

Katie Cartmel

(Photograph: Vishnu Bonneau)

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2 comments March 8th, 2009

Call for the Seekers of Truth

(Rumi)

Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn’t matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
A hundred times.
Come, yet again, come, come.

Rumi

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