Welcome Back Dad!!!

            ||Hari Om||

On Thursday, 24.7.2014, Bapu came to Shri Harigurugram after a long time. He had been engaged in an Upasana for us, His children, working tirelessly to protect us. This poem is an attempt to express the feeling of waiting for Him, knowing that it is for us that He works, but longing to see Him all the same!!!

Welcome Back Dad!!!

“My children,

It is for you that I,

Must ascend this mountain peak

So high.

“And upon it,

Sit in prayer,

That peace and joy,

Spread everywhere.

“Wait, and soon

I will return.

My children, who for me

Do yearn.

Be patient now,

And watch this path,

For long we will not,

Be apart.”

These were His words,

So long ago,

When so far,

He had to go.

And we His children,

All and each,

To stay with us,

Did Him beseech.

We knew it was

For us that He,

Was working, praying

So tirelessly.

Yet We longed,

To see His face,

Hear His voice,

Bathe in His Grace.

Days and days,

We watched the road,

The task He had,

On us bestowed.

Each footstep heard,

We did hurray,

But it was some other,

To our dismay.

We waited all,

With teary eyes,

Beseeching Heaven

And Earth and Skies.

“Let us see Him,

See Him soon!”

This became our chant,

Our tune.

But, today is different

Because:

A message was sent,

From Him to us.

He is coming,

Will soon be seen

And we wait,

With eyes so keen.

Soon a murmur,

Spreads around,

The eager, waiting

Loving crowd.

Was that a footstep?

Yes! It was,

Now cheering,

And loud applause.

  

And His laugh,

So full of joy,

Fills the world

From Earth to sky.

As one we turn,

And we do see,

Before us, here

Again is He.

Music plays,

Cheers sound,

Joy spreads and grows

Now free, unbound.

Gone are sorrow,

Pain and fear,

As one we shout:

“Our Dad is here!!!”

Then He turns,

Says with a smile,

“My child, I was with you,

All the while…”

|| Shri Ram ||

||I am Ambadnya||

||I Love You my Dad||

24.7.2014

|| Hari Om||

We pray. We ask God to give us what we want. And we question Him every time things don't go the way we wanted. But, if we stop to think, we will realize that He gives whatever is apt, whenever it is apt!

He listens patiently while we question Him, for He knows what is right for His children, even if we do not !!!

He Stands In My Way

I did pray,

As I left home for work,

“O Lord!, guard me,

For dangers lurk.”

Guide my path,

Guide my feet,

Towards great victory,

And no defeat.

“Of course, dear  one,

The Good Lord smiled,

I walk with you,

My dearest child.”

I heard Him not,

Began to walk,

And on my way,

Found to my shock!

A boulder great,

Did block my way,

“Why God?”

I shouted in dismay.

To clear my path

To you I pray

Yet this boulder,

Stands in my way!

“You cannot see,

And cannot know,

Why it is,

That I do so.”

For on that road,

My child, you see,

A poisonous snake,

Does wait for thee.”

I heard Him not,

Took a different road,

The seeds of doubt,

Now in me sowed.

Until I reached,

The river shore,

And saw the bridge,

Was there no more.

Now doubt now,

Just plain fury,

And in my rage,

 I said to He.

“What is the use,

Of praying to You,

When You cannot,

See me through.”

Up in Heaven,

The Father smiled,

At the words,

Of His silly child.

I called my boss,

And said to he,

On this day,

Do pardon me.

I cannot come,

To work today,

For God is standing,

In my way!

I reached back home,

And then sat down,

Switched on the television,

With an angry frown.

The first thing on the news,

They showed,

“Snake bite kills man,

On major road.”

A chill then did,

Creep down my spine,

For that fate,

Could have been mine.

The next news item,

Was worse still,

“Fire breaks out,

On Office Hill.”

It was my office,

I saw with dread,

Four missing,

The others dead.

“Just one survived”,

The news did say,

“For he did not go,

To work today.”

I fell to my knees,

Tears in my eyes,

Looked up, high up,

Towards the skies.

I’m sorry Lord,

I doubted You,

When all this time,

It was You.

Who put those barriers,

In my way,

That I may see,

Tomorrow’s day.

“With you I walk”,

Bapu, He said,

“Guard behind,

And guide ahead”.

“And even if,

You go astray,

To lead you back,

I have my way!”

“Now take my hand,

Walk with me,

The future waits,

For us, you see!!!”

I felt His love,

Heard His voice,

And that moment,

Made my choice.

I turned my back,

Upon the night.

Immersed myself,

In His bright, warm light.

II Shri Ram II

II I am Ambadnya II
II I Love You my Dad ||

|| HARI OM ||

Why is it that He who is the Greatest of All, comes down to Earth and walks with us ?

          Why does He accept the life of a common man?

          The only reason is that we are His children, and He loves us.
          Bapu's love, His infinite, unconditional love, is the only possible explanation.

      

He Who Stands Upon the Brick…

Upon the rock

Stood firm and tall

The One who created

Each and all.

His love divine

Poured from His eyes.

That creator

Of Earth and skies.

His hands fixed firm

Upon his waist,

His smile bestowing

All His Grace.

And for eternity

He will stand,

That statue made

By bhakta’s hand.

For His children

There He stood,

And in His mind

He hoped they would

Hold firm His feet

And rise above.

Forget all sorrow

Drown in love.

Love Him so that

The human race,

Could receive

His Mother’s Grace.

He waited long

And waited more

But few came walking

To His door.

Until He did

Decide one day-

“My children know not

How to pray,”

“Let Me among them

As a normal man,

Walk with them

And show them they can”

And so Vitthal

Upon the brick,

Became the Doctor

For the sick!

Became He Bapu

And walked among

The simple, common

Human throng.

And for His children

He did pray

To His Mother,

Night and day.

 He lifted each

From sad, sad strife

Taught His simple

Way of life.

Husband, Brother

Father, Son

As a man

He became each one!

Not Sage nor Deity

No! Not He!

But a simple man

Like you or me…

His children we,

Are forever blessed!

At His feet

May we always rest.

How beautiful His ways

That He,

Who is Himself

The Almighty

Prays to Vitthal

Upon the brick-

“Heal My children

Who are sick”

“Heal their sorrow

Their lack of love

May they reside

With You above”

 He is truly

Great indeed!

How far He goes

For those in need.

We could not pray,

Our love was dead,

So He prayed

For us instead!

Upon the brick

He will always stand

And as a human

Roam the land.

So that we

His merry fleet

May live forever

At His feet...

|| Shri Ram ||

I am Ambadnya

I love You my Dad!!!