Om Dew

[Guest guest]

Om Sai RamThis morning we waited in the limp, dehydrating heat, I struggled trying to keep tamas at bay. Swami, Swami only your name and form can drive away the tamasic clouds that shroud your shining form. Continuously humming hymns and bhajans and summoning His Krishna sweetness we finally flowed into the Mandir and took our places. I had good seating near the main aisle. Around 8:30 a wave of excitement rippled through the fanning crowds, Swami was coming!We all scooted forward, as our Morning Dew bathed our parched Spirits with His refreshing Presence. He came quickly down the Main aisle, so much Love brimming from His eyes, blessing the yearning multitudes.Bhagavan continued his journey down the center aisle towards the mens section then onto the veranda. Some dignitaries marched in and Swami granted them

interviews.After the interviews, our Blessed Baba, glided to the front of the veranda and graced us with the morning glory of His nectarine darshan during bhajans.Any trace of tamas and discomfort fled in the shining radiance rising up over the Prashanti horizon. Swami tapped His divine fingers and moved His head in tune with the music.We all sang in One unified, harmonious voice cleansing the world with the pure satwicvibrations radiating from Prashanti Nilayam, the highest abode of Peace.Hari Hari Hari Hariit's a steep climb up themountain, Lordearth's facinating pullcharming faces and placesbeckon belowIf I look backsalt, sweat and the wheel of rebirthis my lotwith your name written on my breathand Your form dancing within, above, below and around meI won't stop until my head is in the cloudsand

Heaven crowns my winged browOm Satchitananda!Lots of Premasonya ki