Old Habits Die Hard

I always envisioned

That heavens had crystalline mansions,

With golden bells

Enriched with enchanting fragrance,

From the most exotic flowers.

I always thought

That God is somewhere in Paradise,

And all life forces

Were under His command.

But one fine day,

I stopped weaving

My threads of imagination

As I witnessed the Glory of Sai,

Pure and unsullied.

The flow of compassion

In His steady gaze,

Verily transformed

The Earth into Heaven.

His Presence

Is in the depths of our hearts,

Hence the sweetest Lord responds

Even before you can call.

Old habits die hard,

And now I imagine once again

Of those noble souls in Heaven

Envying our good fortune,

Since the Lord of Lords

Is in our immediate presence.

~ Raja Sekhar Ganta ~

(From his book "108 Heart Beats")