Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Guru and Devotee Intertwined

Give up the idea that you are the body and the mind. Dive deep into that which you already are, the Self, by meditating within the Self and being the Self in your daily life, itself. 
Mahavatar Babaji Mahabharata

The Rosebush and the Briar

Dedicated today to “J” who wrote us an Email this morning
and to all Readers of VBV who enjoy our Spiritual Teaching Poetry.
In actuality, Gurudev communicated this poetry to be part of my mission
in 2007 but I did not Realize it until He guided us to begin this blog.
. . . with love, svl

When life intertwines the Guru and

His disciple like the rosebush and 
the briar, windows open into other 
dimensions of No Time, beyond time.

Bread and water feed the poor, while
caviar and champagne feed the rich and famous.
Life is like that … C’est la via.
Ships sometimes wreck in a storm at sea.
Life sometimes shatters when all that man desires
has been attained: name, fame, wealth, health,
success and a companion to share all this and that.

Then suddenly “out of the blue” trouble comes
riding a black thoroughbred horse in the prime of life.
The owner, who is looking for the “Triple Crown”
of horse racing, that coveted, very high honor,
finds his horse with a heart-rending, broken leg.
You know what humans say:
 “They shoot horses, don’t they?
This is when the horse has a broken leg
and no longer can run and win the race isn’t it?

Are humans like this?
Some are and some are not.
Some “pick themselves up, dust themselves off’”
and begin to run the race of life anew.

The Guru is like this – one who begins life
anew every moment of every day of every year.
He teaches his disciples the royal highway to heaven,
 indirectly, through life experience
and Atma Kriya Yoga.

For the disciple there is only one way to be
with this, as the mind does not understand.
The disciple who trusts and loves the Guru
becomes in all life . . . Just Love . . .
And with love, patience and unity,
the disciple will become like the Guru:
He, continually, “picks himself up,
dusts himself off,” and begins to run the
race of life anew, again and again and again.

Behold, one fine day, sadhana is done
with diligence and duty and dharma rule the life.
Then miraculously, like the Guru and
through the Grace of God, enlightenment
is remembered every moment of every day
of every year into eternity . . .
 and the Guru and the disciple become
intertwined into a True Love Knot,
 like the rosebush and the briar,

Swamini VishwaLakshmiAnandama


Anonymous said...

Thank you, Swamini,for the wonderful poem.
JGD Ramayotee

Vishwananda-Swamini Vishwalakshmianandama said...

To Anonymous,
My joy and bliss . . . thank you for the appreciation. love, svl