The Darshan…!!!

Saturday, August 3rd, 2013

The rarest heavenly beauty of His darshan! it is hard to speak in words and express, rather one has to experience it…when one experiences, it turns out to be s a ‘heart 2 Heart’ rendezvous with The Lord, with tears of gratitude roll down for the mighty heavenly boon called Sri Sathya Sai Darshan!!! How many of us still cherish those golden memories, of Him, the lotus-eyed Lord, emerging out to the accompaniment of serene instrumental music, gliding past, floating along, with His love-filled eyes open wide…conferring rarest of blessing onto humanity?  Humanity has been blessed with the rarest of time, with The Might Lord walks among… Recapitulating the Unique Graciousness, Sri S Ganapathi rhymes on the beauty called ‘Darshan’.  Sri Ganapathi was the winner of International Poetry Contest held in 1990 by The British Council in India and The Poetry Society (Delhi).

 

Long before the music explodes

and the lights come alive

all eyes are trained on the Way.

 

Eyes of the old and the young,

of women, men and children,

of the parched and the flourishing,

of the curious and the yearning,

look one way, Your Way.

 

And the music bursts into the

chandeliered hall

announcing Your imminent arrival.

 

Necks crane, hips rise and

eyes blossom wider.

 

And You waft in

like a breeze upon a lily pond

causing ripples of bliss!

 

There is a hush,

moments of stalled movement,

expectation of the unexpected,

a readiness to be engulfed

into the depths of Your

sparkling eyes!

 

All expand and shrink!

The breath quickens,

hearts palpitate in the agony of ecstasy.

 

You walk, looking, ignoring,

smiling, serene,

overflowing with compassion,

chastising and at rare moments, laughing!

Laughing  with Your eyes too.

 

Your hands wave and circle.

Suddenly You startle the wind

by writing in it, who knows

what fate you rewrote!

 

You walked amidst us

Oh Beloved Lord!

for a thousand full moons.

 

Even now I hear Your gentle footfall and

look up to catch a glimpse and

You disappear in a jiffy.

I feel Your velvety hand holding mine

with the love of a thousand mothers!

 

You walk with me all the way.

For, The Dharshan never ceases.

 

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

 

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