one misty morning in the jungle

a temple arose into the sky to greet the sun.From where did it originate?

Does it have a message for me? i think so.....

It says," Come".

discovering the vasudeva conception of reality

This acknowledges and invokes the omnipresent aspect of Divinity

illuminated heart

That beats only for You
qualifies everything we do
thinking and willing
speak to me now
courage to chant
and keep this vow
the morning is come swiftly it moves
remember the Lord
the best thing to choose

the spirit of things

Meaning and purport
cognizance bright
enter within
shed Your lght

eternal is not a memory

but that which everlasts
but dim is my small memory
please help it stay on track
the journey long
it calls to me
but faint i hear the call
the din of other worlds
they would like to draw
my attention outward
and say i only dream
they say,"this is the world,"
..... or so it seems

Grace is far more vast than all our misconceptions

This Grace infinite, is how we can be extracted from the grasping plane of negative reactions.Focusing all our attention on Guru and Gauranga lifetimes of nescience are washed away and adherence to the potent prayers and wisdom of our transcendental Guide given by Sri Krishna Himself lead us into awakenment of an extraordinary plane of Divine consciousness.

The beginning of allignment

Who am i? What is my purpose?Everything is contained in the path of Devotion,and revelation of how to proceed.

Enter Within

An Imperial Stamp is sometimes needed to give the proper recognition to the Lord's embassador who negotiates your way through higher worlds.

Confidence in the Lord's protection

becomes a tangible fact under his wing.

lightly kiss the night

come moon of full splendor
amidst swift moving clouds
the darkness surrender its cloak
the heart it is dreaming
its sweet mysteries
as we sit neat the river tonight
in a world of perfection
unheard of here
the dancers they move and they leap
for the autumn moon calls
the best dancers of all
of the Lord's most special keep

When Faraway Comes Near

Tell me good fortune
which way the wind does blow
that i may offer my obeisances
tell me tidings friendly
how the river comes to meet thee
when chance and opportunity
collide down the corridor
inaugarated by this fragrant breeze
from the One we all adore