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Divine Gardener

By - Jyothi Bathina

Damask roses and fragrant jasmine bloom luxuriant in the heat
Golden mangos and ripe avocados hang pendulous on trees
The fresh soothing scent of citrus perfumes the warm air
As wafting orange blossoms scatter in the morning breeze.

You created this lush garden, tended it with great care
Loved each tender plant as a young, growing child
With cool water and warm sunlight and nourishing soil
You nurtured the good growth and subdued the wild.

From a tangled unruly forest, to a cultivated landscape
The Ashram has grown beautiful under your hand
With flowers and fruit and nature's vast abundance
Your grace has transformed this marshy swampland.

And what of the garden you have grown within us?
A much wider landscape with far richer soil.
Baba you have touched each of our untilled hearts,
Cultivating our goodness with your loving toil.

You tend to us each, as a gardener divine
Pulling out evil roots and supplanting them with love.
You shower us with your grace and nourish our spirit
Guiding our rapid growth toward the kingdom above.

We pray that your blessings will always be with us
That you weed out deep-buried traits of pride and ego
We pray that your love will shower down unceasing
Quenching our thirsty hearts as we strive to grow.

Life is a Celebration

Celebration not for a day
It's in every present
No past future to say
Rejoice in this moment.

In God's kingdom
Every moment to celebrate
Enjoying the freedom
Only joy to radiate.

The self and the Soul
The twins within Me
I'm in between
Oneness among the three.

One becomes two
Two becomes three
Three is always One
Now I'm ever free.

My freedom is free
There is no condition
Bliss is unbound
It is My celebration.

A Blessed child of God
Vienna Ashram 25th Dec 2005.

Severance remains at odds

In ignorance or knowledge
Life is in its last page
You are my everything
I am ever in your carriage.

I have nothing to fear
My vision is crystal clear
Your illusion is with you
I am conscious now and here.

You made me play in your game
I am now different, not the same,
Do anything as you like
Nothing to achieve as I've no aim.

I remain consciously in Thee
There is only love amid Thee and me,
Look through my eyes and see
Am I not the water in your sea?

What I know that I know
What I do not know that too I know.
If my knowledge is your illusion
Ignorance within me is also Your creation.

Anywhere I am I am in Thee
Anywhere I am you are in me
Severance remains at odds
Only oneness of water & sea.

A Blessed Soul
Zurich 18th Dec 2005

Love as the goal

In love we live
We bathe in love rain
We love only to love
In love we remain.

What happens to the world!
Who does care?
Time in illusion
Only love to share.

Between two lovers
Where is the distance?
In life of oneness
It's love's existence.

Love is a flower
Who knows only to bestow
Love is that unknown
An effortless flow.

Love is not expression
Never yet a suppression
Something ineffable
A state beyond affection.

Love never demands
It only loves,
Without any condition
It only serves.

Love means serve
Service's God's action,
Neither your nor mine
His creative fun.

Love is an ocean
it is never close,
Love is a river
which only flows.

In love I live
Yet do not what it makes,
Still trying to love
The ocean still takes.

Love is my nature
Life is complete
Divinity my heredity
Still my love is in-complete.

O Lord! O my God!
My love for Thee,
Is it not greater than
Your love for me???

You may not answer
I know as a soul.
Only to be loved
You created the whole.

Bye Bye Bye
From a blessed soul
Life is complete
With love as the goal.

A Lover of Love
who lives in love
living for love
and dying in love

A Blessed Soul
Zurich 17th Dec 2005

My Creation is Perfect

In the creation all are busy with the matter
Everyone will come to Me sooner or later,
I have sent, I'll in time bring them back
It is my play through them only for laughter.

The future became past
I remain in present
Time exist in Me
To the world I pretend.

The world of mind and matter
The illusion of cause and effect,
Can never even touch Me in dream
In Me the whole creation reflect.

Everything is manifested in Me
Appearance and dissolution indeed,
I am the conscious creator of all
For the whole universe I am the seed.

In them through rise and fall
In the world theatre I make them dance,
Opportunity neglected by all
Whenever I give them a chance

My pretension causes the delusion
Everyone becomes prey to cosmic-illusion,
Truth seems to be untrue, untruth as truth
That is the splendour of my creation.

Some blessed ones know
When I let them know
Self-effort is illusion
Like a magician's show.

My creation is complete
Everyone is perfect,
Everything remains in Me.
That is my close secret.

A Blessed Soul
Zurich 18th Dec 2005.


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