Evaporate

Days are long gone,

when You were my champion,

I desired none,

but only to serve Your Divine and transcendental

echelon of spiritual warriors.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I stumbled and You made me humbled,

but I never lost taste

when serving His Divine Grace.

I carried out His orders

of chanting, reading, and dancing,

and His promise

of becoming happy

manifested without delay.

Alas, these days, it’s as if,

my little puddle of spiritual credits,

has long evaporated

due to the scorching rays

of selfish desires,

coming from my Sun-like

burning heart.

No taste for japa,

Neither kirtan,

Nor dancing,

and what to speak of

reading!?

All my senses have been dried up

by the poison-like liquid called lust,

 which resides within the corners of my heart.

It’s a pity situation,

to be so dried up

of spiritual emotions

within this whole, infinite creation.

I am wandering about

like a person in a desert,

hoping to squeeze a drop of mercy

from any little stone and rock that I see.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I really can’t wait any more time,

for Your Shower Divine,

to put out the fire burning in my mind

and my heart to unbind!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

please wash away,

all that is binding my heart,

so, I can taste again,

the sweetness of

Your Transcendental Flute Divine.

Your dried up want to be servant

is signing off his petition.

Stranger

Unwillingly,

 I jumped on the train of life,

blinded by my pride,

I felt I could conquer

everyone in my sight.

Friends and enemies,

I recognised at once,

the useful and the useless,

I sorted out on the shelves of my mind.    

Believing I was always right,

I started aiming towards the greatest heights.

Along the trails of this train of life,

I kept ignoring and repressing

all that was hiding in my heart of hearts.

A perfect stranger You appeared from the start,

but with every step and every stop,

I started piecing up all Your parts.

You had a turban, flute, peacock feather,

and a smile

that couldn’t belong to anyone

but my Dear Friend Divine.

We have passed a few stops on this train of life,

and I stumbled once or twice,

 yet, You, Dear Friend Divine,

never let me fall behind.

On the final stop,

You grabbed my hand,

and said:

‘Are you ready to dance till your final breath?’

Thus, from a perfect stranger to my heart,

You turned into my eternal Friend Divine.  

Always loving, always caring,

always guiding my heart of hearts

on the path towards Your Divine embrace!

Dreamer

Dreaming my way through life,

skipping days, weeks, and months,

lost in my mind,

I barely feel I am doing anything right!

I wake up every day with lofty ideals,

aiming for the highest goals

of serving the hearts of all souls,

yet, I am still asleep behind the wheel

 and barely can I see

all the snakes nested within my will.

Lust, anger, and selfish desires,

are poisoning my conceptions

of what truly means not to fall

for any deceptions.

Maya (illusion) covers my senses

from top to bottom,

constantly sprinkling me with

the desire for fame, power, and fortune.

Indeed, 

I am acting, thinking, feeling, and willing­–

but am I truly awake, or am I still dreaming?

‘Dream on, dream on!’ –

the voices inside my head keep on shouting.

Dream of what exactly–

repeated birth, death, old age, and disease?

Nah, it’s time to wake up!

In the distance,

there is an alarm clock going off,

sounding very mysterious, very ancient,

almost mantra-like.

Indeed, I can hear now,

the sound of the Call Divine!

Hare,

Krishna,

Rama!

Half-awake I aimed my attention at this Call Divine,

and then I remembered the loving hand of my Dear Friend Divine!

He’s been holding me by the hand all along,

trying to wake me,

inviting me to join His Play Divine!

It’s time to wake up,

let go of fear,

and simply forget all that is not dear!

It’s time to wake up,

‘cause dreams are fun,

but life is real!  

Ambassador of the heart

I have travelled many lands,

I have climbed many mountains,

I have traversed all the roads,

and I believed I looked for You,

but instead,

 I ended up almost dead!

Hidden traps appeared

on the surface of my mind.

Looking to the left,

I found pride and lust

feasting on my desires!

Looking to the right,

I found greed and envy,

enchanting my attention!

Indeed, the traps of distractions,

are my only attractions.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

when will that day be mine,

when we all join hands

and become ambassadors of the heart?

When will that day be mine,

when I forget ‘me’ and ‘mine’

and simply run to the streets

to sing Thy Holy Names?

Let me walk on any path,

let me speak to anyone,

let me climb any heights,

let me dance and sing at every square,

but never let me not be an ambassador of Your Heart!

Sharing, singing, dancing, feasting­­–

let me bring all that

to the saddened hearts all around!

Enough of darkness, sorrow, and despair,

it’s time for me to get prepared,

for the glorious and virtuous path,

of forgetting all my troubles,

and being an ambassador to everyone’s heart!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine, please,

let me never waste my time

and simply give me strength

to help everyone transition

into their original position!

This desperate servant of Yours is

signing off his petition!

Reignite my heart

Years have passed

since You first ignited my heart,

but, alas, these days it feels, as if,

my spark is dying out.

I remember clearly

how You held my hand

and made my feet hang around,

in the transcendental dance

of Your Divine Space.

You didn’t ask for anything in return,

but my heart was the only tax

that You’ve always yearned.

Thus, I easily joined the transcendental party

of igniting all the spark-like hearts around.

I never looked back

and I will never look again,

but these days I wish You reveal Yourself

so, I can carry on adoring You,

so, I can carry on serving You,

so, I can carry on seeing You!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I think it’s time for You to reignite

this heart of mine!

The world is ready for Your transcendental

call Divine and I want to be like a

shining light on the path for others.

I wish I’d be the spark

that ignites their hearts

and starts the revolution.

I wish I’d be the helping hand

of bringing all the dancers

to Your Divine Ground!

Alas, Oh, Dear Friend Divine

it’s time for You

to reignite this heart of mine,

‘cause I am quite weak and blind,

without Your merciful sidelong lotus glance.

I submit my dying heart

at Your Divine hands!

Evil Twin

There is someone living

within the corridors of my mind,

someone so foreign,

so distant, so isolated,

someone very depreciated.

He speaks like me,

looks like me,

behaves like me,

yet, he isn’t me.

He desires to exploit

the hearts and minds of others,

not really knowing that by so doing

he is digging his own grave.

Indeed, an evil twin dwells

within the corners of my heart,

fighting for every inch of land,

to plant the seeds of sins,

which will disturb everyone around.

This evil twin speaks within:

‘Cheat them, steal from him,

Lie to her, use them!

I am better than her,

I will destroy them…’

and so on and so on,

he is tireless indeed!

And I, simply follow his commands

just like a sheep who has lost its shepherd.  

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

how can I be so blind,

and not see

that he is manipulating me

all around?

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

allow me to transcend

this evil twin of mine,

allow me to accept him and

treat him as a friend,

so, I can serve and tend

everyone around!

Without Your merciful sidelong glance,

there is nothing good in store,

neither for me,

nor for this evil twin within.

Thus, kindly raise me above

and help me about,

to serve the hearts of others!

Your pretend to be servant

is making a plea!

My Only One

I have climbed the highest mountains,

I have walked the longest distance,

I have searched all the land,

to look for wisdom and for love,

but alas, only barren fields,

is what I have encountered on the path!

I journey through my soul’s dark night,

fighting the demons all inside,

waiting for the bright light

to illuminate my sight.

I have tasted some bitter fruits,

I have stumbled on the thorns of pride,

and burned myself on the fire of lust,

but yet, somehow,

by some Divine arrangement,

I managed to keep You in my heart,

‘cause You remain my only One!

Strangers come and go,

crossing my path,

sometimes, lifting me up,

sometimes, bringing me down,

yet, somehow, You remain my only One!

Adventures start and end,

people cross my mind and heart,

tears and smiles paint my face,

scars remain,

leaving me without any gains,

yet, somehow, You remain my only One!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

in happiness or distress,

in loss or gain,

 victory or defeat,

You remain my only One!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

make me move according to

Your Love Song Divine,

make me be the servant

I was always meant to be,

clear my heart

and allow me to act out of Love,

so, I can please You,

and everyone in sight!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

there is no one but You,

who remains my only One!

This pretend to be servant is

submitting his heart

at Thy Lotus Feet!

Puppet

I have been trying to control my mind,

throughout every day and night,

but I am simply lacking the will to fight

with the endless chatter

all inside!

I strive to control

all that I know, see, and desire,

but alas,

I’ve simply become a puppet of Maya (illusion)!   

All the screens around

only scream about

the endless lies

that have entrapped

in my heart and eyes!

And the king of all desires­­– lust–

is dictating every action that I make,

every word that I say,

and every thought that I have!

It’s difficult to be free

when one is a servant of

the serpent like senses–

always biting, always fighting–

resulting in the poison

of endless distractions.

And the merciless puppeteer Maya

makes me not see clear,

what should be done,

how to act,

and how to serve everyone I see!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

take hold of my hand

and teach me how to dance for You,

how to serve You,

how to love You!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

sever all the strings attached,

all the lust in my heart,

and all the dirt on my hands!

Free me from the puppet master Maya,

and make me dance according to Your

Supreme Desire!

Take away all the illusion of independence

and simply help me surrender

all that I have at Your Dependence!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

it’s only Your Divine Descend into my heart,

that can allow me to be a

puppet of Your Grace!

Simply hear this cry out

from your pretend to be servant!

Vision

 I have been sleeping

day and night,

slowly forgetting

my birth right,

of serving everyone in sight!

It seems I have become so blind

for all the transcendental insights

and now I can’t discern

wrong from right!

All my well-wishers

warn against

narrow-mindedness

and tell me to keep away from

short-sightedness

yet, I fall a prey to

my unrestrained

deceitfulness.

Alas, lust has clouded my vision,

slowly suffocating my intuition,

preventing me from truly seeing His hand,

behind every choice that I make,

behind every breath that I take,

behind every thought that I have!

Only seeing the faults of others

is enough of a vice

but pretending to see their virtues

puts me on a hellish track!

Truly, it takes Divine Grace

to inhabit the sacred space,

where there is no disgrace

so, I can act out of Love

‘till my final days.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

anoint these eyes of mine,

churn my heart,

and simply give me the vision,

which will allow me to see You,

in every step that I make,

in every heart that I serve,

and in every word that I speak.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

infuse me with humility,

so, I can have the ability

to respond to Your Divine Call,

and simply surrender it all!


This pretend to be servant is making

a plea to actually see!

Distance

I’ve been walking day and night,

through the darkest corners of my heart,

trying badly reaching for the stars,

but always falling short behind!

I keep fighting with the mind,

confusing always left and right,

forgetting to keep reaching out,

and staying on the right direction

that leads me to eternal perfection!

Walking the path of humility

is my only responsibility

yet, I keep stumbling on the stones of pride,

forgetting once again that Divine Love is might!

Alas, Dear Friend Divine,

the distance between our hearts

won’t be bridged overnight!

The distance between our hearts

feels like walking through the Valley of Death,

where, at times, I lose my life-breath,

and I can’t keep walking ahead!  

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

when will that day be mine,

when every step towards You is a dance,

when every word about You is a song,

and when every action for You is a prayer?

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

let me walk the distance,

make me humble,

don’t allow me to stumble,

so, one day I can join Your Dance Divine

and celebrate Your Love Divine,

till the end of Time!

Your pretend to be servant is

making a plea!