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I write poetry to express my thoughts and emotions in ways deeper than can be spoken.
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AiR-Atman in Ravi Jun 14
Guru
AiR-Atman in Ravi
Jun 14
From darkness to light
To make our Life bright
We must go from Gu to Ru
And for this we need a Guru
We must find an Enlightened Master
Vivekananda had Ramakrishna
Chinmayananda had Sivananda
Meerabai had Ravidas
Shivaji's Guru was Ramdas
Do you have an Enlightened Master?
I, too, was chasing pleasure
I never found the true treasure
Till my Guru sent me on a Quest
I overcame ignorance and won the test
This happens with an Enlightened Master
Who is a true Guru?
Who can overcome our darkness, Gu
Who can show us the light, Ru
We are Awakened by a Guru
We need an Enlightened Master
The Guru is our Mentor and Guide
In our Guru, we can confide
The Guru will create that Illumination
From this, we will get Realization
Liberation happens with an Enlightened Master
The Guru is the GPS that shows the way
He gives us direction, every day
He activates our intellect to choose what's right
We overcome ignorance and with the myth we fight
If we can find an Enlightened Master
Is the Guru easy to find?
You can't, if you are a slave of your Mind
The Guru comes to us with God's grace
Not if we are running in the world's race
Have you met your Enlightened Master?
There are many Gurus, who is the right one?
With the right Guru, Life's battle is won
For it is the Guru who will unlock the door
With him, there is Peace, Love, Bliss and more
We must find an Enlightened Master
The Guru begins our Initiation
He cleanses us with Purification
He has an answer to every question
He teaches us the right lesson
We are Awakened by an Enlightened Master
The disciple must be a sincere seeker
With obedience, we will arrive quicker
The better Guru is one who is stricter
He is sincere, not a trickster
We must get to an Enlightened Master
To succeed, we must obey
We must trust and not disobey
We must take all doubts away
The Guru, we must not betray
Then we'll reach our goal, with an Enlightened Master
Life is nothing but a circus
It is the Guru that gives us Purpose
We overcome all anxiety and stress
We discover Eternal Happpiness
These are the rewards of having an Enlightened Master
If we are in search of God
If we want to attain the Lord
The Guru leads us to Self-Realization
And then, takes us to God-Realization
We must hold the hand of our Enlightened Master
What would I be without my Guru?
There would be no Ru, I would suffer in Gu
In Gu, darkness would be my life
Without Ru, light, there would be strife
I am grateful that I found my Enlightened Master
If you want to be free from suffering on earth
If you want to be free from Rebirth
If you want a meaningful Life
If you want Happpiness and don't want strife
It's time to find an Enlightened Master!
To make our Life bright
We must go from Gu to Ru
And for this we need a Guru
We must find an Enlightened Master
Vivekananda had Ramakrishna
Chinmayananda had Sivananda
Meerabai had Ravidas
Shivaji's Guru was Ramdas
Do you have an Enlightened Master?
I, too, was chasing pleasure
I never found the true treasure
Till my Guru sent me on a Quest
I overcame ignorance and won the test
This happens with an Enlightened Master
Who is a true Guru?
Who can overcome our darkness, Gu
Who can show us the light, Ru
We are Awakened by a Guru
We need an Enlightened Master
The Guru is our Mentor and Guide
In our Guru, we can confide
The Guru will create that Illumination
From this, we will get Realization
Liberation happens with an Enlightened Master
The Guru is the GPS that shows the way
He gives us direction, every day
He activates our intellect to choose what's right
We overcome ignorance and with the myth we fight
If we can find an Enlightened Master
Is the Guru easy to find?
You can't, if you are a slave of your Mind
The Guru comes to us with God's grace
Not if we are running in the world's race
Have you met your Enlightened Master?
There are many Gurus, who is the right one?
With the right Guru, Life's battle is won
For it is the Guru who will unlock the door
With him, there is Peace, Love, Bliss and more
We must find an Enlightened Master
The Guru begins our Initiation
He cleanses us with Purification
He has an answer to every question
He teaches us the right lesson
We are Awakened by an Enlightened Master
The disciple must be a sincere seeker
With obedience, we will arrive quicker
The better Guru is one who is stricter
He is sincere, not a trickster
We must get to an Enlightened Master
To succeed, we must obey
We must trust and not disobey
We must take all doubts away
The Guru, we must not betray
Then we'll reach our goal, with an Enlightened Master
Life is nothing but a circus
It is the Guru that gives us Purpose
We overcome all anxiety and stress
We discover Eternal Happpiness
These are the rewards of having an Enlightened Master
If we are in search of God
If we want to attain the Lord
The Guru leads us to Self-Realization
And then, takes us to God-Realization
We must hold the hand of our Enlightened Master
What would I be without my Guru?
There would be no Ru, I would suffer in Gu
In Gu, darkness would be my life
Without Ru, light, there would be strife
I am grateful that I found my Enlightened Master
If you want to be free from suffering on earth
If you want to be free from Rebirth
If you want a meaningful Life
If you want Happpiness and don't want strife
It's time to find an Enlightened Master!
ConnectHook Sep 2015
Hindoo Folk Song
ConnectHook
Sep 2015
तत् त्वम् असि
for sitar, mridangam, vina, musical spoons,
washboard, Jew’s harp and banjo
(the names Swami and Guru-ji can be replaced by
any other mystic names the reader wishes to substitute)
Swami and Guru-ji went to the river
to wash their souls in the ***** water
filled brass pots while they were at it, singing:
“These are Gods –
worship them, worship them,
these are Gods –
won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji flexed contortions
twisted minds and limbs in knots
sold each other secret mantras
to erase akashic records when the body rots
Swami and Guru-ji taught disciples
how to fast and hum and chant;
bound their ***** with priestly garments, saying
“These are Gods – worship them, worship them,
these are Gods – won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji swallowed prana
purged their guts, then farted light
launched their chakras into oneness
in the ida and pingala of their third-eye sight
Swami and Guru-ji built a temple
around a monstrous calf of gold
bowed before the six-armed idols chanting
“These are Gods –
worship them, worship them,
these are Gods –
won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji studied parchments
by the dim light of a feeble ray
railed and wailed at the sinful heathen
in the filthy Kali-yuga of the dying day
Swami and Guru-ji made ablutions
offered incense and holy foods
ate their share and smoked the profit, humming
“These are Gods – worship them, worship them,
these are Gods – won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami’s blissed devotions
entwined their members with the temple belles;
stuck their yonis up their lingams
in the twenty-seventh circle of the seven hells.
Swami and Guru-ji offered puja
wrote it all off as a karmic debt –
forced a shudra to bear the burden, screaming
“These are Gods –
worship them, worship them,
these are Gods –
won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji meditated:
pure omniscience in eternal now –
drank fresh ***** from a heifer’s bladder
for they knew that it was soma from a holy cow.
Swami and the Guru merged with Brahman –
then went home to the wife and kids.
Told the servants to polish statues, saying
“These are Gods – worship them, worship them,
these are Gods – won’t you worship them please”
THE MORAL:
(slower solemn rhythm, no banjo or Jew’s harp)
Aaron’s calf is ground to powder,
cast upon the Ganges’ tide.
Every tribe shall taste its poison.
“This is God –worship Him, worship Him –
this is God – let us worship Him now…”
for sitar, mridangam, vina, musical spoons,
washboard, Jew’s harp and banjo
(the names Swami and Guru-ji can be replaced by
any other mystic names the reader wishes to substitute)
Swami and Guru-ji went to the river
to wash their souls in the ***** water
filled brass pots while they were at it, singing:
“These are Gods –
worship them, worship them,
these are Gods –
won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji flexed contortions
twisted minds and limbs in knots
sold each other secret mantras
to erase akashic records when the body rots
Swami and Guru-ji taught disciples
how to fast and hum and chant;
bound their ***** with priestly garments, saying
“These are Gods – worship them, worship them,
these are Gods – won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji swallowed prana
purged their guts, then farted light
launched their chakras into oneness
in the ida and pingala of their third-eye sight
Swami and Guru-ji built a temple
around a monstrous calf of gold
bowed before the six-armed idols chanting
“These are Gods –
worship them, worship them,
these are Gods –
won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji studied parchments
by the dim light of a feeble ray
railed and wailed at the sinful heathen
in the filthy Kali-yuga of the dying day
Swami and Guru-ji made ablutions
offered incense and holy foods
ate their share and smoked the profit, humming
“These are Gods – worship them, worship them,
these are Gods – won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami’s blissed devotions
entwined their members with the temple belles;
stuck their yonis up their lingams
in the twenty-seventh circle of the seven hells.
Swami and Guru-ji offered puja
wrote it all off as a karmic debt –
forced a shudra to bear the burden, screaming
“These are Gods –
worship them, worship them,
these are Gods –
won’t you worship them please”
Guru and Swami-ji meditated:
pure omniscience in eternal now –
drank fresh ***** from a heifer’s bladder
for they knew that it was soma from a holy cow.
Swami and the Guru merged with Brahman –
then went home to the wife and kids.
Told the servants to polish statues, saying
“These are Gods – worship them, worship them,
these are Gods – won’t you worship them please”
THE MORAL:
(slower solemn rhythm, no banjo or Jew’s harp)
Aaron’s calf is ground to powder,
cast upon the Ganges’ tide.
Every tribe shall taste its poison.
“This is God –worship Him, worship Him –
this is God – let us worship Him now…”
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