Sraddha/Mazie Guru's Grace (a poem)

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Hey call me strange but, I like to give thanks

It is very warm and friendly here.... Thank you Harsha

Lynette

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Thank you all for sharing your presence and kindness. That was a beautiful

poem Mazie and I am glad While Wolfe's poetry is inspirational to you. Mark

Otter liked it too because he said Yum! Mark says Yum! a lot.

 

Like you Mazie, I also love to write about Ramana Maharshi. I have been busy

but will try to post a story soon.

 

Mira also posted a beautiful poem about who is reflecting who.

 

Thanks Linda for sharing much. And Thanks Robert, Chris, Amanda, Gloria,

Wim, Gill, Jill, Lobster, Jessica, Mira, Anup, Mike (Mike I loved your post

about retarded children), Mark, Jerry, Linda, Mike, Antoine, Andrew, David,

Jacques, Pieter, Pham, Bruce, Dirk, Lynette, Frances, Tony.

 

Hey call me strange but, I like to give thanks! We love you Tony. Hope you

get a chance meet Wim.

 

Love to all

Harsha

 

 

 

sraddha54 [sraddha54]

Thursday, March 22, 2001 1:43 PM

Guru's Grace (a poem)

 

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

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