Guest guest Posted January 26, 2008 Report Share Posted January 26, 2008 BabaAnd I had a dream that nightWhen a sage stood within my sightHe had circular locks of hairAnd a long orange robe fitted him fairHis hair adorned him just like a jewelTo his ever-glowing face He had been a winner of every raceFor all the races were his.He was no less than a GodThe master of the three worldsHis face pictured serenity and calmAnd his words had always been a balmTo the tired & the stressed & the uncared. If hope was lostHe was there, to give hopeIf love was lostHe was there, to teach loveFor the Lord withinIf peace was lackingHe saw that it is there in plentifulIf happiness elopedHe showed it within each one Around his ashramThere is the air divineAnd the fragrance fineAnd it is no wonderTo see him same as Lord RamHe came with a purposeAnd he is living with a purposeKnown only to himAnd not even to him, someone close. -- The day belongs to Lord Brahma,The night to the Great Lord Shiva,And the period in betweenIs what belongs to the Preserver.*************************************Mr. Apurva B. Gaglani Mumbai, India9323545666 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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