Narayana, Hari, OM;
Lakshmi, Narayana, Hari OM
Guru Vishwananda, Vishwananda, Guru OM.
Ananda, Ananda, Ananda, OM.
Bliss, pearls, diamonds, gold, spacecraft,
Those thoughts of random do stop somewhen,
And thereby silence turns into gold.
The dark of night calls one to his eternal home.
The light of day brings forth
Our crust of bread and pot of jam.
Rainbows light the sky after a rainstorm; why?
The Divine placed the rainbow in the sky
When He somberly and faithfully promised:
“I will Not tear asunder the Earth again
By inundating it with water."
Fire and brimstone, instead,
He has sent into many lives,
Through many minds and many hearts,
As the Kali Age merges, even now in your time,
Into the Golden Age of Forevermore all-time.
Babies cry when they are hungry,
Man creates havoc in another way.
When he is spiritually hungry,
Man conveys his message to God,
In a juvenile way. . .
By destroying the home that
God so lovingly and freely has given,
Plus many, many more things,
In his sandbox he calls time,
He has done, brother to brother to brother.
On land and sea man has fought the battle
Of life and death and life forevermore.
Do not wait until the ravishes of old age
To lay your burden down at the feet of Narayana.
Narayana is available to each and everyone in prayer,
Meditation, verse, chant and song,
And in your heart of hearts.
So sing your songs and chant your divine names
And ride the crest of time to live forevermore
In the dimensions beyond space and time
With The Divine and Supreme Narayana. . .
Chanting every step along your way. . .
“Narayana, Hari OM. . .Lakshmi, Narayana, Hari OM .”