Sri Sathya Sai Baba

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Like the flower who bears no honey,

I stumble like a drunk—

pitiful, yearning,

totally ignorant of my radiant color.

Purples, pinks, greens—

when form meets taste,

the dance begins.

Reds, yellows, whites—when sound meets light,

desire materializes.

 

Oh Merciful Lord,

Oh life-giving Swami,

I cannot dance one more day

In the darkness

Without your love.

 

I must forget who I am

and revert back to dust.

I must remember.

I must forget.

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The Moment of Surrender

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I am the quiet

 

the end of your quiet day

 

I am the noisy

 

the end of your noisy day

 

I am the noisy

I am the quiet

 

The end of your day

 

 

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I Am

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I am the robin

the vulture

 

I am

princess

pirate

rebel and square

 

I am never

always loved

 

yin and yang

bad and better

 

castle of forgetting

and valley of forever

 

I am

dream in the streaming clouds

 

and

sparrow in the grass

 

 

I am, I am, I am

 

 

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