Guru's Grace (a poem)

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Dear Friends,

 

After reading Whitewolf's most supremely beautiful poetry, I am

prompted to share with you a poem that I wrote for my Guru,

Paramahansa Yogananda. It in no way near touches the eloquence of

Whitewolf's poetry, but it is from the heart.

 

 

Guru's Grace

 

 

Face fluid in movement, like water,

unchanging as dark granite;

Such is the beauty washed into my Guru's face

by waters of Wisdom and winds of Truth.

One look into His bottomless valley of Love,

one look into His eyes bright with God,

and I am consumed in ecstacy,

carving my heart with joy

and bathing the new wound in Bliss.

The Guru's Grace

is without equal.

Crush me in Your Gracious glance;

Wash me away,

in the ocean of Your smile.

 

I was inspired to write this after reading the article by Arthur

Osborne that Harshaji posted a while back. That story of Ramana

Maharshi broke down the floodgates of my heart, leaving me weeping in

joy unimaginable. Thank you dear Harshaji for sharing that beautiful

story.

In Divine Love and Friendship,

Mazie