Approaching a Guru

Just learn the Truth: approach a guru with humility.  Inquire from them submissively and render service.  The self-realized can impart transcendental knowledge for they have seen reality.

I know nothing... the knowing knows it all.  When I need to know something the knowing flashes itself through my being and I am aware of the knowing that is needed in the moment it is needed.

 I do not need to remember anything as the knowing will always come at the time it is willed by God to come.  The knowing answers the questions and becomes the  tool of enlightenment for those sent to my presence to hear. It happens without my doing ... it only  happens with Gods Will for I am surrendered to Gods Will.

Am I awake? ... Yes I am awake! ... How do I know?  It is a knowing, not a question that needs answering  for myself, but  an answer to others who wonder of my state of beingness.  All is Gods Will, I am surrendered to that Truth.  I am Gods servant and my duty is being an open expression of His love.

Sarveswara

 

The following poem you are about to read  is a very special poem ... It was written by this body, but it was not written in the same manner as any of my other poetry. I was in a meditative state, unconscious of this poem being written as the writing happened and not till the end of the poem was I awakened to the fact that this poem had been written.

What a blessing and gift from God this poem was to me upon reading it ...  it touched me in a most overwhelming way.   I was also made aware that it was to be shared with others, just as "Love is".  It was not mine alone, but was to be shared by all those who are lead to read it. 

God leads all to this poem,  who he Wills to read it.  If you  read the following poem ... know it is Gods Will, and more than that, it is Gods blessing and gift  to you. 

This poem tenderly expands  your heart so you cannot help but feel Gods love, and a true healing takes place within. 

Sarveswara

 

Endless Love

Each droplet of water makes whole the ocean, as you make whole my being.

Each wave of movement is my heart undulant with endless love.

Washing against the sands of time unceasingly, keeping moist the shore of life.

Each grain does glisten when touched by rays of light descending from above.

Particles of life, imprinted by fate to fulfil the karmic laws,

Where footsteps are washed away into the past merging back with Thee,

 And remains of pearly shells linger as fragmented memoirs.

Nothing ever lost to the void of death; for all is cleansed then set free.

Breath of life I blow into your lungs, breathe in the glory of God

Dance on the mountain tops that you climb, every step lead by Thee.

 For not a leaf will fall, nor a cloud float by unless it be Thy Will

These cyclic motions of my essence, simply for you my love, to be!

Sarveswara

Souls Serenade

 The maestro taps the magisterial baton
Then forestalls momentarily the turbulence of sound
With excited anticipation in the silence of the now
The listeners dare not breathe till he brings the baton down

The hush of deafening silence burst asunder
With chilling intensity as the virtuoso implodes
Exquisitely the musicians synthesize in concert
As if heavenly angels came to serenade the souls

Transfixed in concordance by the crescendo of melodious sounds
Each being surrenders to the seduction of devotion
Touched by the ecstasy of the syncopated tones
Caressed by the essence from the divine angelic realms

Joyous rapture summits to its zenith of the grand finale
How masterful the maestro conducts this ethereal serenade
In awe for this magistral of maestros as he takes his humble bow
Standing in ovation he leaves us exhilarated 'Graced' to be alive

Sarveswara

Golden Teardrop

I have awoken from the slumber of unknowing

My soul has stirred and my eyes have opened

The essence of love divine spills overflowing

Now immersed in the sea of universal love

With identity lost I am merged within the universal mind

Splendour indescribable I shed a teardrop of gold

No more chasing rainbows unattainable to find

As the magic hues become my golden pot

Good morning life of such splendour

Love of my heart who raised my soul awaken

My eyes opened upon His glorious face of grandeur

Behold a Beauty more splendid than one could envision

Life is pure bliss in the acme of sweetness

Full of beauty in the divine love of all creation

My heart overwhelms touched by completeness

Love of my heart … essence of my soul … GOD

Sarveswara

I Am

I am the flame within the fire.
I lit the wick with the first thought.

I am reflecting the mirror of creation,
as a map of my entirety.

I am the words before they are spoken,
or written upon a blank page.

I am the creator of communication,
for without words naught could I say.

I am the wisdom I communicate,
I am the love I convey.

I am truth to my own godliness,
I am the peace within.

I am the centre of my own creation,
I am before it all began.

 

Sarveswara