krsna Posted April 21, 2005 Report Share Posted April 21, 2005 Upon the winds of change, my mask transforms. To take on yet another, for my soul's journey reform. A dream - a drama - a passing - at best. I will to will thy will - and put my ego to rest. When will my Lord see me fit? To give up my addiction to it? When will the winds of fortune find me? Renounced, clear, happy, truly free? Can this goodness a reality be? Only by that mercy of purity in taking the names in sincerity, Chanting being the means and the end, I beg to capture this mighty trend. In God's hands I lay my tiny soul. A hope. A prayer. He makes me whole. OM TAT SAT July, 1992 - Tribhuvanesvari devi dasi [From In Memoriam website http://www.iskcon.net/inmemoriam/devotees/d_Tribuv.html] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
theist Posted April 21, 2005 Report Share Posted April 21, 2005 That was very nice. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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