The Miracle That Is You!!!
Wednesday, May 1st, 2013
Two years from the fateful Easter Sunday, the world of physical existence is deprived of what it had as the most priceless…God Walking On Earth…In this Divine Bond between Mother and children, it is every child’s right to miss his or her Beloved Mother…how many of us do feel that vacuum from within…how many of us do feel that LIFE has been taken away from our lives…On this second anniversary of this most unsavoury happening, let’s introspect reminding ourselves that the Era Of Sathya Sai has not bid an adieu while awaiting the Miracle That Is Sathya Sai!!! …a poetic expression from Sri Jullie Chaudhuri…
Sunday, 24th April…The Easter of 2011…
…an Easter that did alter,
All that was and ever will be…
Countless questions…that had no answer…
Shocked by the divine play scripted by the Supreme Author,
Humans, animals, plants…
…each segment…
…each fragment…every atom upon Earth,
As well as the Universe…
Plunged into despair beyond compare…
Sighs of woe reverberated creation through,
How can You…?
You can’t…we won’t let You…
Come back…You have to…
We’ve only just got here…
We cannot bear a fate so bitter…
We long for and await an encore from the Cosmic Anchor…
Come again, come again…how can You go…?
There is nothing other than You…
This is true…don’t You know…?
If we but had an inkling before…
…this is what …
The forthcoming day…
Destiny had for us in store,
We would have offered our own lives at the Cosmic Altar…
Knowing You have saved humankind,
From impending doom and disaster,
Yet, with the absence of Thy Physical Presence…
…no relief whatsoever does this situation offer or auger…
If we but had a clue this is what You had chosen to do,
We would have tried our utmost by far,
To implore time to stand still evermore,
To hold back moments filled with mourn,
…so also to stop the dawn of that fateful Easter morn…
Why…Oh! Why…Beloved Mother Sai,
Why have You left Your children ever so sorely forlorn…?
Why…Oh! Why…Oh! Beautiful Sai…
Your Beloved Form have You hitherto withdrawn…?
Who can question the decision of God…?
Yet, myriad are the associations,
Devoted ones have with the Lord…
One such is Vatsalya Bhav,
When the Supreme Personality,
Becomes a Parent and the adoring devotee -
…an offspring…a mere child,
And a child has every right to enquire of its Mother,
…a child has a right to seek an answer from its Father…
…feeling helpless,
Consciously knowing that there is none other…
None…
…no other alliance…could this bond better -
Why…Oh! Why…Beloved Mother Sai…?
Don’t You know,
How I feel deep within my core…?
At Your Lotus Feet ended a quest of innumerable lifetimes,
A wondrous culmination after having encountered,
Eons of enormously enduring tough climes…
You know… then why…my Precious Sai?
Why did life’s wondrous blooms,
Acquire the piercing thorns of a cacti…?
How can a nightmare ceaselessly continue through daylight hours…?
Am I to simply watch…
…even as my essence crumbles and erroneously sours…?
How can ten years of my life be snatched away from me…
…prematurely…?
…am I to hesitate to lay bare my feelings unashamedly…?
When a departed member of a family is missed so dearly…
…Can grief at the absence of the Supreme Presence,
…be felt in sparse measure…sparingly…?
How can there be a sudden winter that replaces spring time forever?
How can fertile fields turn barren,
Every inch…acre upon acre…?
How could a flourishing oasis turn in to an arid crater…?
How could an avalanche enshroud,
When the summit and its light,
Appeared to be almost within sight?
When will end this ordeal…
This devastating emotional flotsam…
…Kismet’s trial so harsh and tiresome…?
How can an eclipse prolong for so long?
Who can in any way fathom this cataclysmic chasm…
…where once there were fragrant showers…
…from an eternally marvelous valley of flowers…?
How could the soothing waters of verve,
Turn into a dreadful whirlpool of turmoil…?
Oh! The season of spring annulled into bristle and bramble…
The decision of our Loving Lord continues to baffle…
How could the hitherto calm breeze of existence,
Gather the sudden howl of a nasty squall…?
How can we not miss the truly Beloved One…
…Who did every being so entirely enthrall…?
Where has Swami gone…He is Omnipresent…
These words offer no consolation,
For His Advent in no way…
…ever came in the way of His Omnipresence,
It remains natural to His Supreme Essence…
Through each day in so many a way,
I do this ceaselessly experience…
Yet,
This does not serve to enrapt me so in any sense,
That I don’t even for a minuscule second…
…not miss His most adorable Presence…
The eyes note His innumerable mystical occurrences,
The ears are often engrossed in hearing His praises,
Oh! Indeed though I witness and value many a marvel and miracle…
However, my yearning, it in no way diffuses,
Rather it fuels, infuses and suffuses,
My fascination,
For the One behind the phenomena,
Whose name fills every line of my memoir…
Sweet Lord, I seek Thy Audience…
Treasured glimpses of Thy cherished Beauteous Countenance,
My soul longs for ‘that’ gloriously breathtaking miracle,
That Eloquent Emergence…
…that miracle of Thy Appearance…
‘That’ miracle will commence lifelong celebrations…
That miracle of a Divine Debut…
For nothing is beyond You…
That miracle can be wrought only by You…
The era of Sathya Sai,
Has not as yet bid an adieu…
Whatever doubting minds may construe,
I know a miracle when I know nothing is impossible for You…
No miracle can be greater than You…
…Greater than the miracle that is You…
You forever…forever You…
I await ‘that’ miracle from You…
I await You, Precious Lord…
I await…
…the miracle that is You…
II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II
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