Poetry Archive

Beautiful buds dance, Fair flowers smile Green gardens bloom. Wild winds soften, Rapid streams pause Dull darkness departs Angry clouds brighten Showers of love do drop Thirsty hearts are quenched; Lamps are lit in

You know the hand— I know the hold. Until you get the gift, don’t leave the grasp. You prayed for something good I overheard it. Be praying, don’t stop until you get the boon.

Krishna explains to Arjuna the importance of the word OM, called pranava, the symbol of Brahman. This sacred word is made up of A— creation, U— Preservation, and M— destruction which also represents Sat-Chit-Ananda

Sri Krishna tells Arjuna to master the mind by dhyana (contemplation or intense concentration) and derive jnana (wisdom and understanding) and bhakti (devotion, adoration and emotional yearning). In chapter nine He tells us that

Sri Krishna tells Arjuna that action [karma] cannot be avoided. Even the simple acts of maintaining our bodies are actions. We must discriminate and not follow our desires and fancies, but master them and

Sri Krishna explains to Arjuna that He comes down as an ‘avatar’—divine incarnation—to protect the good and the righteous and to destroy evil. He leads people on the path of peace and prosperity, perfection

Sri Krishna encourages us to actively perform our daily chores and follow His example to work for the welfare of humanity. He asks us to be sthithaprajna—a person who is firm in mind and

Chapter one of the Bhagavad Gita explains the remorse Arjuna feels when he faces his kin in the battlefield. Unwilling to fight and possibly kill the soldiers—many of whom he knows personally—Arjuna would rather

The epic battle of Kurukshetra took place around 3,100 B.C. between the Kauravas and the Pandavas. King Dhritarashtra, the father of the Kauravas, being blind, did not qualify to become the King, so the

Sai Sarathi, from this issue onward, is pleased to present the serialized poem, The Song of Life, composed by Sri N. Kasturi in the last years of his life. He also wrote Sathyam Sivam

Beautiful buds dance, Fair flowers smile Green gardens bloom. Wild winds soften, Rapid streams pause Dull darkness departs Angry clouds brighten Wavering minds stay Showers of love do drop Thirsty hearts are quenched; Lamps

Baba is so good He helps us with all things We just can’t realize All the love He brings He comes in form or formless Really, it is true You may not notice it