MASTER OF MASTERS 
 Poem From Hungary : Susanna
[Guru Poornima 2005.]

I bow before your Lotus Feet,

Floating in tears of adoration.

My loving arms are yearningly begging;

Be my Friend, be my Companion on the journey.

My ears are molding Your tingling voice to a song,

Dribbling in my heart as nectarine,

As jasmine scented Divine medicine;

Om Sai Ram – Your sacred Name.

Master of masters, oh Guru of all gurus!

It is you who makes me meek and gentle,

For only You know the secret of life eternal,

And see the path, yet to be taken

You, who dispel all doubts,

You are the cause of highest Bliss;

You are the One, craved and loved by everyone,

You are the ancient cradle of Truth, Goodness and All Beauty.



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