"I Will Never Forsake You"/ “You are not Alone”

||Hari Om||

      Hari Om !

      Our dearest Bapuraya has given us the assurance that He will never forsake us. This statement forms the basis for all our lives.Wherever we may be, heaven or hell, glory or sin, He is always with us. He will never close His doors to us. Upon each path that we tread, He walks with us. We are truly fortunate.He is always by our side, and we are never alone. Whenever we fall, or stray and make the wrong choice, His Voice speaks to us and brings us back to Him. In life's greatest darkness, His Voice leads us to the light ... 

"I Will Never Forsake You"/ “You are not Alone”

Upon this day was born a child,

New to this world bright,

For he had just emerged from the darkness,

Stepped into the light.

He felt lost in this great world,

In his sorrow he let out a moan,

Then spoke a Voice from far above,

“Patience child, you are not alone. . .”

Thus grew the child, stepped into the world,

With new hope in his heart,

While around him friends and family,

Did come briefly then depart.

A day came when he, now a man,

Had no one left around.

He strained his eyes searching for comfort,

But on Earth, none could be found.

Consumed by sorrow, lost again,

“I am alone” he cried,

Then once more, the Voice above,

Spoke to him and replied. . .

“Those of your world are fleeting, with them,

You cannot solace find,

Instead focus on my Voice and peace,

With your heart, soul and mind.”

But the essence of these words,

He could not understand.

Yet from the Voice he drew some warmth

And began to roam the land.

Then soon upon a crossroad,

This innocent young man came,

And that he chose the easiest path,

Him we cannot blame.

There was a reason he failed the test,

Chose the wrong path and task.

The cause being that he followed blindly,

And the Voice he did not ask.

So there came a day when he,

Realized the folly of his way,

And kneeling before the Almighty,

For forgiveness he began to pray. . .

“Fear not” said the Voice above,

“I remember you even when you forget,

Now I will lead you to my path,

Where you need have no regret.”

Humbled, the man, began to follow,

The road arduous and long,

But his heart, now filled with warmth,

Always beat true and strong.

However, he was but a man,

And his resolve began to crack,

For none walked with him and none were ahead,

There was no-one when he looked back.

So once more, he found himself,

Seemingly alone and lost,

And all the fire in his heart,

Seemed chilled as if by frost.

Then once again he heard the Voice,

Gentle, caring and slow,

Like the caressing voice of a parent,

Speaking to the child below.

“On my path few people, my child,

Will you ever find,

Yet those on other paths are not to be trusted,

Bear that always in mind.”

“On that path, I am with you still
But my Voice you cannot hear,
For you will lose yourself in material things,
And hold the wrong things dear.”

“Here today you are faced with,

Life’s single greatest choice:

Whether to join the mass for company,

Or to listen to my Voice. . . “

Eventually, the man did find,

A companion he could love,

One who walked the same path,

The path of the Voice above.

Then came a day, when that companion too,

Passed into the void,

Then came the fear of the end,

The fate none can avoid. . .

And in his fear, he forgot the Voice,

Forgot the guidance true,

And with each passing day,

His fear and loneliness grew.

At last, there came the day, his time,

On Earth was at an end,

Silence stilled the beats of his heart,

And darkness did descend.

Then through his fear, through the gloom,

Through the dark a bright light shone.

A hand reached out and clasped his, as the Voice said,

                                                “Even here, you are not alone. . .    ‘

                             Thank you Bapu for being with me, always....

||Shri Ram||