Poetry Archive
Our Sai Ma
I am grateful knowing… I can count on your strength Ask for your support, and know you’ll go to any length When I lose my way You help me get back on track When
Oh Sai!
I long to know Thee better, day by day, I want to draw much closer when I pray, To listen more intently for Thy voice, To let the things Thou choosest be my
Swami, My Lord…
Swami, my Lord… How patiently You have waited for me… For many years I was ignorant of You Yet many more I have searched for You And when I have found my God in
Sai Baba Step by Step I Reach You!
From Canada again I am at Puttaparthi, But see you not ambling gracefully On the red carpet, a golden halo On the head and letters in palm’s hollow. Or scooting in the automobile gently,
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