From the vast infinite cloudless sky <br />let me hear the pure melody of Pranava <br />from your white conch shell <br />and from the boundless ocean <br />Lord, come and dwell in my mind's <br />banyan leaf where I place your lotus feets, <br />beneath relegate earth as a handful <br />of sand from the endless seashore. <br />Fathom my concious mind <br />and let your hands be my guiding force <br />and the fire from your face <br />light my inner prescience. <br />And how the rivers flow to one <br />ocean let my thoughts reach to you <br />as the sphere of limitless knowledge. <br />From the endless melodic modes <br />let my mind sing the vedic chordes <br />emerge from your heart <br />as the eternal emblem of my existence <br />and let my vision not traverse on the <br />tangential outbursts of the <br />superficial universe.... <br /> <br /> <br />(Inspired by Bhagavat Gita 11th Chapter) <br /> <br />8/12/2008<br /><br />Rema Prasanaa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prescience-2/
