pull yourself out of the mud

once again begin anew
let all the things that you must do
remind you
what is Reality
let all your actions culminate in Me

here begins the morning

this night slips out the door
the birds have known for hours
to loudly praise
and humans must do more
the privilege of a spiritual master
gives this responsibility
chant the holy name unceasingly

the dragging away of the night

don't ripinto rip into my sunlight
shredd this cloudy veil
worship one who calls to thee
one Who never fails

calendar beyond days

and then there came a month of no ordinairy existance
that descends into this earthly plane
its wings extend to the highest region
and bring the soul its fondest dream
come within my inspiration
and let me sing Your praise

soft mystery speak thy words of wisdom

enter my heart and mind
capture all my senses
as toward You now we glide

surprize,
the nature of the soul
with newness as thy crown
gentle comes the rain
to purify the sound

Prapannam Jivanamrtam to the rescue

there is no too low point
omly closer and closer help
this is the mercy driven broadcast
the truth given serum
the Lord's own vintage

bunker writer

disappointed in everyone else not writing
i looked into the mirror
who is the one that is really causing the grief?
yep, you bet , the one who isn't knuckling down.
today , i am turning that river, its bunker writer time.

definition of a bunker writer is one who can dig their way out writing
collecting data is good
but to release demons and bring peace on earth
writing what runs through the head is the cure, as it splashes on the page