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)

2 comments March 8th, 2009

Those Who Know

There are those who know
the time has come
that their hands can speak the truth.

There are those who comprehend
the powers of auspicious magic
and hold it dearly at every moment.

There are those who understand 
they are the creators of the New World,
who can see now the age of Aquarius unfolding
as the Lotus above their heads.

There are those who accept
the responsibility laid upon their breast,
rewarded tenfold in joyful blessings
bestowed upon their lives.

There are those who realise
the meaning of surrender,
the fickleness of this world,
and the subtlety of their spirit.

There are those who see
only the present, who hear the songs of every bird,
who comprehend without a thought
the nature of each moment.

There are those whose faith
takes them on serendipid journeys
into the lightness of their being,
and adventures in a world unimagined before.

There are those who are blessed
to gaze into Her infinite eyes,
To bow at Her Holy Feet,
knowing who it is before them.

Melissa Richard

3 comments September 25th, 2007

Somewhere Inbetween

There are my words and there are yours
and somewhere inbetween
is the truth.

There is my judgement and there is yours
and somewhere inbetween
hides the truth.

There is our past and our hopes for the future
and somewhere inbetween
there is the truth.

Between
my truth and yours
there lies the discovery.

Between
thinking  and feeling
we do not know
what the truth of the matter is.

So,
we must surrender,
to the space between.

And inbetween
we are free.

Melissa Richard

(Photograph courtesy of geekphilosopher.com)

Add comment September 13th, 2007