“THERE is a strange tree,
which stands without roots
and
bears fruits without blossoming;
and
bears fruits without blossoming;
It has no branches and no leaves,
it is lotus all over.
Two birds sing there;
one is the Guru,
and
the other the disciple:
the other the disciple:
The disciple chooses the manifold fruits of life
and
tastes them,
and
tastes them,
and
the Guru beholds him in joy”
the Guru beholds him in joy”
***********
Flowers of reverence at this coming ahead sacred occasion
of
Blissful Guru Poornima
Bow down to your lotus feet,
O most revered Gurudev.
_/l\_
Humble Wishes.
~mrityunjayanand~
O most revered Gurudev.
_/l\_Humble Wishes.
~mrityunjayanand~
Where have you been all my life, you inspiring and kind poet of beautiful word’s? I love the ones with birds, flowers, and nature. Are you from India by chance? I am Irish American and live in Minnesota, USA. Your poetry touches my
heart, and mind. Thank you. I signed up for your posts. Have a great day!
You are always welcome dear blessed soul Nora.
Be blessed dear blessed soul.
Humble Wishes!!!
~mrityunjayanand~