FOR THE HUMBLE HE IS FOUND*
Haribol prabhu,
The following is the poem I wrote in 1977,
polished up a bit since I encountered errors.
FOR THE HUMBLE HE IS FOUND
Adore ye all with every breath,
that most precious day,
the appearance of the best of blessed,
our most beloved Guru Deva,
AC Bhaktivedanta Swami Shrila Prabhupada,
our life and soul and way.
Oh please cherish with every step,
the perfect way He gave,
let none be bereft,
of the savior for the age.
Oh most triumphant time
treasure with each heart's throb,
the birth of His most Divine,
Grace Srila Prabhupada.
That supreme day for transcendental bliss,
was September 1, 1896,
After Lord Krishna's Appearance Day,
entered His most Divine Grace,
into the city of Calcutta
capital of the Holy place.
His father's name was Gour Mohan,
His mother's name was Rajani,
They named their son Abhay Caran,
the fearless one,
at the shelter of Krishna's lotus feet.
An astrologer made a prediction,
this child would expound on religion,
at 70, He would cross the ocean,
with pure love and devotion.
He's a teacher by example,
all cheaters he defeats,
under Him will be world-wide temples,
with disciples who repeat what he preached.
The true message of every scripture,
of Lord Caitanya and Jesus Christ,
always chant the names of Krishna,
and lead the holy life.
The false from real He will reveal,
to those who turn to Him with zeal,
but those who seek for something cheap,
will never find the shelter of His lotus feet .
From the far east he came,
he spreads the Holy Name
to every town and village,
he gives life's highest gain.
Everything Krishna wants us to do,
is perfectly done by Jagat-Guru,
He lives and gives what's pure and true,
and still is always growing new.
What seems sweet now turns so sour,
what to speak of the final hour,
but the gifts He does give,
time cannot devour.
Spiritual jewels Prabhupada left with us,
ageless gems that will never rust ,
delivered by Lord Krishna's Empowered Son,
to light the way for all time to come.
All victory to Prabhupada!
Whose guiding us ever closer to God,
in truth he's felt living ever near
to his servants, he never disappeared.
Krishna's greatest gift,
is the instructions that He gave,
through the One He did send here,
to guide us from this grave.
No higher blessings can ever be shown,
than perfect directions how to get back home,
no higher grace shall ever be seen,
than the beautiful face of Him, Supreme.
Causeless Grace, Causeless Mercy,
was bestowed upon me!
I heard the pure words,
of a pure devotee!
I saw His unparalleled glances,
drenched with Prema, love,
melting all hearts in trances,
with mercy from high above.
The way He talked, the way he walked,
floating above all pain,
still every day I'm left astounded
hearing Prabhupada in his name,
Yes Prabhupada is still with us,
there is no need to feel disdain,
Still, sometimes I feel bereft,
will I ever see him again?
No longer can I see Him personally speaking,
the perfection of my eyes
and the perfection of my ears,
to hear His words,
so sweet, so clear, so wise.
Thank Krishna, Prabhupada,
wrote them down in books,
that are going everywhere,
Thank Prabhupada, He and God are found,
in His books and recordings,
Prabhupada and Krishna,
lives, his servants boldly declare.
For the envious He is wrong,
for His servants He lives on,
in the instructions that He left us,
He makes the righteous strong.
He shows us Lord Shri Krishna,
Who gives the perfect laws,
for all mankind to live,
for all mankind to give.
He lives and gives the highest truth,
and the perfect doubtless proof,
for the humble He is found,
for the proud He was and is a spoof.
He reveals Lord Krishna to them,
who surrender unto Him,
but so called wiser cheats and liars,
shall never ever win.
He is the friend of the poor,
He's the friend of the fallen
who are turning toward the Lord,
on His names always calling.
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama
Rama Rama Hare Hare
He is the enemy of those,
who think they've got it made,
who cling to foolish dreams,
that death will take away.
Prabhupada, My life and soul!
You taught me everything I know!
fools may think that You did go,
but living sound I feel You though!
The ecstatic love you feel for Krishna,
is felt by those who follow You with strictness.
But those who take this life as something cheap,
will never know real love eternally deep,
until they surrender unto Thy feet
birth after birth they will meet with defeat.
But victory is the life You brought,
victory over nature's onslaught,
victory over birth, death, old-age and disease,
is the reward for those who surrender to Thee.
But the only way is the way You've delivered,
constant chanting of the Holy Names of Krishna,
whoever wins them is eternally saved,
Therefore, Prabhupada, I beg You to take me ,
as the slave of Your Slave, oh Gurudeva!,
the slave of Your Slave!
Anubhavananda dasa
Anubhavananda poetry sites:
http://community.webtv.net/expounder1,
http://community.webtv.net/gourasundara, http://community.webtv.net/bhima1600,
http://community.webtv.net/anubhavananda1
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