Guest guest Posted June 26, 2005 Report Share Posted June 26, 2005 PREMANANDA Busy bumble bees humbly buzz the hymn of AUM, As they sip sweet syrup from lips of purple thyme: Home in their hive, they hone a golden honey comb, A tasty food of love which gladdens Man's sour time. Premananda is but Bhagavan's boundless bliss; Whether sweet or sour, rough or smooth it's still His love, Every kick or grip is but a gentle kiss >From the All, His plenteous Prem, inside, and yet above. This precious Prem is a rare and gracious gem, It's called the flawless pearl, worth beyond any price , It lies hidden, within the human heart, for them Who dive down deep inside with all their might: it will suffice! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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