Sri Sathya Sai Darshana Mahotsavam
Thursday, April 16th, 2020
The rarest heavenly beauty of Sri Sathya Sai Darshanam! It is hard to speak in words and express; instead, 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 Darshana Mahotsavam. 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? Recapitulating the Unique Graciousness, Sri S Ganapathi rhymes on the beauty called ‘Sri Sathya Sai Darshanam! Sri S Ganapathi was the winner of the 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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