0982.Mata Amritanandamayi-Budding Hermit Poem by amma and rajappa

0982.Mata Amritanandamayi-Budding Hermit

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Mercy personified, my Mother
I see the reflection
Of Jesus forgiving his killers
That fear of Thy mother,
Father and brother
Getting punished
In the hands of Almighty the great,
For beating Thee my Mother,
Made you pray
In the language of silence
Negating the chance of
Executing the sin,
You cried all alone
In the stillness of night
In front of the deity
Krishna the kind!
Woes not ending in that gesture,
Torture followed as advice
Not to weep while singing
Since there was the danger
Of this flaw of begging the Lord,
With tears in their eyes
Hitting hard their family,
What could be your solace my Mother?
It was not the deed that counted
But an occasion for assault
On the speechless creature
Were you born to endure the pain?

When God closes a door
He opens the door another
For entry of enmeshed souls!
Ye! My Mother enjoyed
The company of creatures
Like cows and cats
Dogs and plants
Perceiving all as Purushothama,
Talking to them and listening in return
Lying on the floor along with cattle
Leaning against their body
Assuming their presence
The condensed form of Krishna my soul,
Thy mind conjuring up,
The image of the lying
On the lap of Krishna
The greatest soul that
Controls all souls!

It was never in your life
To pour Thy heart to anybody on earth
Except in your conversation
With the Lord of the Universe,
Krishna the cow-herd boy
Drenching His feet
With tears of love

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Like the night and darkness
Hey my Lord, myself
And Thy supreme self
Are inseparable intertwined
I am the ghee in the ocean of your self,
The form sat-chit-ananda
My sweet heart!
Don’t churn out and expel me
A miniscule spec in the universe
Of Thy love immeasurable
Let your spirit nourish,
The grains of joy
From the seed of divine love
Embedded deep in the field
Of my heart exclusively softened
With the plough of suffering
And watered with tears of passion,
Come on my Lord, Lords of Lords!
Harvest my prayers as the fruits of Bhakthi
Salvation is the one ultimate for this soul
Have mercy, the protector of the unfortunate!

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Lalithambika is Bhaktha Maanasa Hamsikaa…(372)

The meaning is that the Divine Swan, of the mind-lake of Her devotees.

Swan takes the milk and leaves the water alone from a mixture of milk and water;
She takes the Bhakthi from Her devotees heart and bestows Her children with boons as She is Varadha (…331) which means the one who sanctions boons;
The follow up action to this is that She converts that mind into an ocean of mercy as She Herself is Karunaarasa Saagaraa (…326) which means ocean of mercy;

So She is the water body, She is the creature surviving on the water; this is because She is Vividhaakaaraa (…401) which means the one with many forms.


27.06.2010

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