Oh! Indeed What An Ebullient Advent!
Friday, November 22nd, 2013
When yet another November 23rd dawns world around devotees are in a joyous mood…celebrating the most incomparable Advent in the history of mankind…in the history of time… the Advent of The One Who is beyond time and space… Sri Sathya Sai… For Whom…it can be rightly say, there was nothing before to precede…and so rightfully nothing after… the Supreme Para Brahmam incarnate, what can we offer on this day of His Advent? …we can only attempt to catch a ‘glimpse’ of His Mahima, of the Majestically Sovereign Entity called Sri Sathya Sai. A poem by Sri Jullie Chaudhuri on the occasion of 88th Birthday.
There was nothing before You…
Hence, oh! so naturally…
…nothing after You too…
For…
…only because of You…
…there is a – Hereafter…Thereafter…
Consequently…
Where You are concerned…
…there can never be an ‘after’…
For…
You…are everlasting…You…are forever…
…and it is only You…
Who remains ‘ever after’…
Oh! Beloved Bhagawan,
How can we express what You mean to us…?
You are our base…our foundation…
…our sacrosanct axis…
Oh! Precious One…
…every cell of our being…
…resonates with the irresistibly appealing…
…song of Your flute…
You, Sweet Lord…
… are the root…
…of the tree of our life…
Beyond any flicker of dispute…
…You…the ultimate goal…
…as well as the distinctly definite route…
In You culminates lifetimes of yearning…
…for the transcendental Spirit…
…silent yet resolute…
… an adoring pursuit…for the infallible Truth…
Beloved Mother Sai…
…here is an attempt to portray…
…just what You do signify -
Oh! That most welcome dawn…
…that vitalizes a particularly arduous night,
That awesome golden full moon…
…that embraces a looming twilight…
Oh! Those colours of a rainbow…
…heralding the end of a tempest…
…filling all hearts with hope and delight…
…amplifying volumes of loving grace and healing light…
Icy harsh winds then yield to soft warm breeze…
Dry brown disposition gives way to fertile green…
…leaves and flowers blossom on plants and trees…
Indeed such a cheerful sight…
A cold and dreary Winter…
…accedes to the alluring charm of Spring…
…not a soul bemoans this wondrous respite…
Oh! Beloved One…
You are…
…ever so singularly Infinite…
Oh! Formless Supreme…
You exude that incomparably iridescent splendour…
…that compels scholars and sages to continually eulogise and recite…
Your pristine glory…
…that can never be matched by anything finite…
In response to many a fervent appeal, soulful cry…
…and a woeful sigh…
You chose to advent as Sri Sathya Sai…
You came by,
When -
‘A million miles away from home…
…away from my soul…
…was i…’
To openly confess thus, no being is ever shy…
Oh! Indeed what an Ebullient Advent…
Glowing effervescently effulgent…
Every being rejoices in corresponding contentment…
I know a miracle when my faith soars high…
I know a miracle when I think of Sathya Sai…
I know a miracle when…
…with His ways and words I do comply…
I know a miracle when…
His maxims in my life I do sincerely apply…
I know a miracle when…
…hatred, untruth, unrighteous ways and violence I do deny…
I know a miracle when…
…temptations, apprehensions, doubts and fear I do defy…
I know a miracle when…
…for any being in torment my heart does cry…
…when my intentions through my deeds I do purify…
…when my commitment to Him I try utmost to sanctify…
…when I pledge earnest dedication to every task that comes by…
I know a miracle whenever…
…and wherever I hear and know of Beloved Bhagawan Sathya Sai…
Can there be a dawn sans sunrise…?
If there be no water…what does the destiny of a river comprise…?
However difficult the moment, Oh! Mother Sai,
With Your love we get by…
Just a sight of You does all sorrows expel,
Troubles extradite…
Precipitating celebrations…joys expedite…
This Superlative Advent is to oust the Ravana within each individual…
…to transform each being into a Bhagavad Gita…
…an imperial song celestial…
Humanity shudders in dire need of refinement,
Awry thoughts, words and deeds that posthaste must reorient…
…compellingly attracted a Divine Consent…
And now,
Every being awaits the imminent…
…grand finale of this truly exalted event,
…a perfectly orchestrated glorious enactment…
Appearing quite so persistent,
Devoted hearts do adoringly supplicate…
…in venerated wonderment -
Oh! Beloved One…
Though words do not have sufficient eloquence…
…at Your Lotus Feet we explicitly place our endearing extolment,
Through existence…
…there has never been…
One like You…
…and never will there be another…
…nor of You…
…can there ever be an equivalent…
Such is the magnitude of this Incarnation…
…glowing eternally magnificent…
…enchanting us all thus…
…a captivative radiance ever so effervescently effulgent…
Oh! Majestically Sovereign Entity…
Your Presence is a tangible reality…
The essence of Your love so intimately evident…
We revel in joyful jubilation…
…even as we relive the dawn of that wondrous moment…
Oh! Indeed…
Monday, 23rd November 1926…5.06 am…
…marked the debut of a matchlessly Ebullient Advent…!
II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II
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