This Is the Time For Penance…

Good Friday symbolises the Calvary episode of Crucifixion of the Son Of God, around 2000 years ago…with His self-sacrifice, if Lord Jesus had taken away the collective sins of humanity, redeeming mankind, what did the Avatar Of the Age do on an Easter Sunday, the day known for the resurrection of the Son Of God around 2000 years ago, when He chose to move on from the physical plane? This is the time, starting from this Good Friday, for humanity to sit back, mull over and intensely recall every error, and go through the book of one’s life cover to cover to readjust, edit, transform, modify…to do ‘it’, the penance, for Beloved Mother Sai…writes Ms. Jullie Chaudhuri.

This is the month for giving our best,
This is the month for atonements addressed,
This is the time to seek a blessed quest,
This is the time for penance,
This is the hour to make amends,
This is the moment to recompense,
This is the second to sit back, consider, mull over,
The book of one’s life cover to cover,
Every minuscule detail to reflect and savour,
Walk, climb, crossover,
Into that section of the heart,
That is waiting to spill over,
The agony within the core…

Not one teeny bit must we waver,
Upon the soul is the pressure,
The mind to maneuver,
An intense endeavour,
So many questions that need an answer,
Cataclysmic events the Beloved One did shoulder,
None and nothing could the Divine Will hinder,
Hamper nor in any way alter,
Making every cell of our being quiver and shiver,
Did we really give our utmost to that Precious Figure?

Ever the Most Concerned Father,
The indisputable Mother of all Mothers,
Known only to Him is the extent of His power,
Who knows from what He did us shelter,
In spite of tiresome tirade of banal tattered tongues,
Pitiable, clueless and ignorant vicious pens that didn’t know better,
Oblivious of looming catastrophes,
Disastrous and dreadful,

Devastating,
And earth-shattering,
Impending occurrences to intercept, arrest and capture,
Perceived only by That Ultimate Selfless Mother,
Necessitating a Transition Period,

A Divine Intervention,
Of Grace – the Mightiest River ever…

The core remains sore,
Utterly ineffective  is any attempt to overcome or endure,
Just a relentless and inexplicable need,
To refocus and all boundaries,
Overcome and exceed,
Evaluate ethics,
Discriminate, secede and accede,
Try, comply,
We owe this much to Beloved Mother Sai…

What did we do or not do,
Or with careless unconcern left undone,
Bringing about a decision such as this,
From the Beloved One…
28 days He chose to spend where He did,
Making us all in agonizing uncertainty,
Struggle, squirm and writhe…

This is the month for giving our best,
This is the month for atonements addressed,
This is the time for a blessed quest,
The day sweet Jesus, for the sake of humanity,
Sacrificed Himself and rose above the rest,
This is the time for penance,
This is the hour to make amends,
This is the moment to recompense,
This is the second to sit back, consider, mull over,
To intensely recall any and every error,
Remember, wonder,
And puzzle over,
The book of one’s life cover to cover…
Readjust, edit, transform, modify,
Right ‘now’ is the time to do so,
For Beloved Mother Sai…

II Samasta Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II