Poetry Archive

He’s been with me all along

When you are frantic to belong, I am your friend. When your face is hot with shame, I see you as perfect. When your heart is torn from betrayal, I am holding your hand.

The Question and the Answer

Do you remember when you chose? The time when you chose this life The day you chose these lessons The moment you chose your parents The second you chose to be You Why do

A Lake of Joy

Why wander far and near to seek? He dwells within thy heart; Yes, turn within and find Him there, He longs to see you start. But clean your heart before you seek, And offer

Krishna of Dwaraka Has Come

To set things right and set them in proper order It is in utter chaos and discard The world needs correction: Seeds of hope, peace, and goodwill are to be sown To come down

These Are A Few of My Difficult Things

I recently experienced a fracture in my right hand. I sat down before my puja [prayer] room and prayed to Baba to help me with strength, patience, forbearance, and healing. As I lay in

Sanathana Sarathi

Salutations and worship! O Sanathana Sarathi! Abide in Thee, peace and tranquility! Nobly from the pranava [primodial sound] didst Thou cast a Universe as of fun; Ambitious, Thine enemies knew not, that Thou bestowed

Sanathana Sarathi

In Dharmakshetra… Kurukshetra Arjuna had a Sarathi! He was such a master Sarathi That He won the war for him! He held the reins of all the horses He helped his arrows to find

Prayer Given by Swami

Will You, my Lord, let go the hold? You will not, You will not, You will not let go, However bad I be. Will You my Lord, let me waste my years? You will

Tinderbox

i often wondered what i would save in the event of a fire we all stared in shock and disbelief rooted to the concrete pavement as menacing black crouching dragons mushroomed bombing the shivering horizon spewing red

Desire Management

Controlling your desires is not like riding a bike. You don’t do it once and then know how to do it forever. It’s not like driving a standard-shift vehicle. If you can drive one,

A Rose for the Lord

When the bud was born In the daylight morn The bud opened a bit To see the world around it. It was a rose In such repose It shone too bright In the lovely

The Ninth Embrace

I walked all the way from America to India over the nine jeweled path of devotion that leads to Your feet each translucent step a spiral staircase winding thru’ wondrous solar and lunar sprayed galaxies