Guest guest Posted November 25, 2009 Report Share Posted November 25, 2009            DEVOTION THE SELF is dear to all, from dearest love, Devotion flows like a stream of golden oil. Our Sage knows Self within as God above. His child, after hard and persistent toil, Still sees himself apart from God, yet melts Mere logic to find faith in Him alone. The bubbling heat of love the foul dross smelts, His heart's desire, becomes God's lotus feet. The one who attaches form to Holy Name, In time transcends that Image, just the same. With Devotion ripe, and hearing Truth complete, The blossom on the bough flowers Self replete. The fool who prays for selfish ends desired, Fulfilment never finds; then he maintains His love for sake of God alone, well inspired. This feeling, being granted, he yet remains, In love with that One, the only true emotion. He sprouts a lotus of pure white devotion. On azure lake, its root deepening that notion Within earth's vessel, God guides us o’er the ocean Of strife; allows Soul to unfold, as Self of sky, The One all wise, unlidded, all knowing Eye. Devotional Surrender is thus the master key To take us back home and ever dwell with Thee. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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