Would You, Sweet Child, Like This Gift From Me…?

Today marks the auspicious Vijaya Dasami, the culmination of Devi Navarathri, heralding the victory over evil. When with traditional beauty, the world over devotees celebrate the Divine Mother on this day, it is appropriate to reminisce on the Mother Of All Mothers, Avatar Of All Avatars, Sarvadevadaateeta Swarupa Sri Sathya Sai, Who Is amidst us as Beloved Mother Sai… How significant it is to carry Him in our hearts, nurturing the souls… taking the journey ahead… perhaps answer to this comes from Sri Jullie Chaudhuri’s following lines… If the next breath has no craving for the Supreme Being… …i’d rather not breathe, Longing for Him should never ebb nor recede, This is the gift, sweet child, that you receive from me… …all that i am and ever will be… …i remain replete at His Most Cherished Lotus Feet…  Celebrating the occasion of Vijaya Dasami, a beautiful poem by Sri Jullie Chaudhuri for all the children of the world, nay for all the hearts and minds of His created world… on the Beauty Beyond Compare called Beloved Mother Sai.

Dear sweet child,
To speak of the Supreme Absolute,
…how, where and whence do i commence…?
That Ultimate Unifying Force, that Primal Being…
…did descend as Sri Sathya Sai…
…that we may all ascend…
…beyond barriers and realms…
In this complex material milieu…
…only He makes any sense for me and you…

He Is the Sun and It’s dazzling brilliance…
He Is the Moon and…
…of each moonbeam…
…the soothing radiance…
He Is Space and Air…
He Is Fire, Water and Earth…
Only He can help you transcend birth, death and rebirth,
He is in you, He is in me,
And in all creatures of the land, air and sea,
He gave the birds wings and…
…He is the wind beneath their wings…
…that makes them fly,
There is none to know His Might nor measure the extent of His Will,
No one can understand His Glory…
…His Profound Mystery, how much ever they may try…
Yet,
He remains so personal, loving and intimate to each individual heart as -
Beloved Mother Sai…

So, there is nothing i can give you,
For i own nothing…and so nothing is mine to give,
Yet,
There is something that has seeped deep…that makes me live…
…and shapes my destiny…
Would you, sweet child, like this gift from me…?
Not even the slightest edge of knowledge do i possess…

However,
Fate did me bless…when it did bestow upon me wholeheartedly,
Yearning and Love Supreme and Marvellous Joy…
…that makes my heart endearingly sing…
…paeans in adoration and worship of Him…
…at the mere mention of His Name, His Glory and Cosmic Fame…
His Beauty and Splendour,
His Petal Soft Lotus Feet and Beauteous Eyes…
…that make my heart stir in bliss…
That overwhelming intensity at His Presence and Essence…
…i can share with you…sans pretence…
If the next breath has no craving for the Supreme Being…
…i’d rather not breathe,
Longing for Him should never ebb nor recede,
This is the gift, sweet child, that you receive from me…
…all that i am and ever will be…
…i remain replete at His Most Cherished Lotus Feet…