Sai_ niched in their hearts

Astral seek in vain

Locale of heaven on earth!

They search Vindyachal,

Himachal, Himalaya & Kumaon!

Known sacred lands they visit

Holy aura is amiss!

Their subtle ‘bodies’ sense

There is a place

Where Supreme-Self had incarnated!

To saints they pay homage

Disappointed they try and try!

Destitute they return

Partly awakened, they seek only

partially realized!

They had made the blunder,

sought Him, amongst their creed!

Their ego elude them

what was their beyond!

The elder led them to a spot,

Anti-thesis of what they left behind!

(But) as they neared, their selves glowed

They floated in bliss,

Their astral bodies bathed in divinity!

They paid their homage

Master blessed the herd!

While returning,

They displayed the address

Prasanthi Nilayam was written

On their costumes,

Sai_ niched in their hearts!

Source of love

Three souls full of love

Made nestles in my heart,

Out flowered my deadened self

  -grown to full blossom.

Pure souls they know not;

Innocently have they placed me

On the steps of a door

When opens, cleanse the dregs

 on a soul, gone astray!

A step in, encounters the glow

 - lead the self to love!

Soothing rays envelop

My self drowns in ocean

That spews love – only love!

Recovering, I cry; Oh Sai,

I know the Source of love.

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Great Prankster!

A mere touch rejuvenated Ahalya

A single glimpse merged Meera in Him

Ungalimar (Maharishi Balmik) was transformed with Sambasana (divine whisper/discourse))

Then why the prescription panacea of Naamasamarna (chanting divine name), worship et al.!

Why the reading of scripture, devotion, ritualism and penance?

When He is in Form, all else is irreverent!

Who wants Mukti/Moksh/ liberation, heaven, celestial fruits?

When His physical Snedhi (nearness) is accessible!

His mere darshan (glimpse) absolves, fruits of karma of past- present

Time stands still, elements are at His bid

Nothing exists but Him

Only He pervades, all exist in Him!

Singing His name_Sai Sai

Praising His glory

my self  merges in the voices!

His cosmic presence

Surcharge the atmosphere

- holiness sweeps us all!

Alas! I could leave back my self

- take the self surcharged!

Cynosure of all eyes!

Devotees in thousands

expecting Him any moment

sitting cross legged, eyes focused on door!

Suddenly the door has attained

the living force of all.

All have merged their beings in it

- its soul has risen high.

When my Lord Sai, open it

To grace the gathering without

It (door) weeps silently

for the eyes have turned away

- the cynosure is moving out!

My heart melts

Seeing my Lord coming to us

Bare Lotus feet

Walking on rough surface!

Could my humble body comfort His soles

Such is not my lot!

Here Mother earth has attained

What we yearn so fervently.

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Sai-leela is in full swing

Some come, curiosity sake

-Others to ridicule.

Some consider Him a big hoax

Others, a living God!

In-between Sai smile

- shower love on all.

The doubters come to laugh,

 But are baffled

When they see no donation boxes,

(&) food very cheap,

Big mansions, marvel to eyes—

Is Sai living in them?

No; these are schools, colleges,

Architectural delight!

My Baba has a humble abode

A bare room not fit for a poor even!

He give, give all day,

Accepting devotion in return,

Devotee’s go_ pockets full of love

His grace engrossing all!

Doubters leave but to come back again

For He has everything for each—

Only loving hearts receive.

If only one could come with open hearts

He would embrace with open hands

Giving all with redolent smile,

Baring our inner-self

- molding us a pure one—

Really, making us presentable to Him,

Sai-leela is in full swing.

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