To a Spiritual Teacher
It’s been many years now-
I’ve been drowning.
Drowning in this dark ocean,
being pulled in by the swirls of its current.
And My heart-
It is drowning deepest.
It splutters, gasps and cries
for just a breath
of the cooling breeze of love.
It was the end I thought,
for this love
was nowhere to be found.
And then you came,
Like the soothing silver moon
on a dark and scary night,
to save another drowning soul
Bringing with you, an overflowing boat of love
and it felt like I could finally breathe again.
You revealed to me
through your boundless compassion,
the real meaning of the Holy Name,
My only saving grace-
The boat that will take me to the shores
Of my dearest Radhe Shyam.
On that fateful day
The Holy Name revealed to me
Lessons I’ll hold closest to my heart,
For, I’d failed to see
That Vrindavana was in the Holy Name
and my only true saving grace
was to be a servant of the servant,
Of the very embodiment of grace
For she is flowing in every beat of this name.
Her Love-
So giving so fulfilling and overwhelming
Is my very breath of life.
How will I ever repay this debt?