To Think

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To think that I was born...

To think that I breathed...

To think that I lived or loved,

Before I met Sri Swamiji,

Is completely + utterly illusionary.

 

My breath began the moment

I looked into the eyes of my Guru,

The manifestation of the Mother/Father Divine

Every moment in his presence is so sublime ~

The life I live, the very air that I breath,

Those whom I love, my Datta Family.

 

I was an orphan lost in a sea of confusion

I thank my blood family for abandoning me

How else would I have been desperate & lonely enough

To go searching for the love I never experienced,

The bliss & ecstasy that had eluded me

In the first part of my life,

Before I found my Datta Family;

And Sri Swamiji became my anchor,

Now I can see I am no longer a tiny dingy lost at sea

 

The Datta Family has become the sails

Billowing in the wind from

Lord Dattatreya's generous breaths

Blowing me steadily into the heavenly

Horizon of Mata Jaya Laxshmi

While Ganapathi dances before me

 

To think I was dead before Sri Apaji

Breathed real life into me

This very energy that flows from my heart,

Into my mind, then through this pen

Is the beautiful, blissful Darshan

I received on these auspicious days

In Canada from our Sri Swamiji

 

07/26/06

 

Lalita `Bombay Jen'