Baba is There

I went to church today, for the first time in years.

I didn't know what to expect, I had a few fears.

When the priest stepped forward, I saw a robe of red;

And black curly hair encircling His head.

The priest started his message to preach,

But it was Baba's voice that seemed to teach.

The priest spoke of the Father, the Son, and Holy Ghost,

I had visions of Brahma, Vishnu and Siva as host.

The organ began to play deep and clear,

Yet it was Krishna's flute I heard in my ear.

The congregation joined together to sing,

I heard bhajans with their familiar ring.

The name, the place, the time may vary

But Swami is there as Jesus or Hari.

The prophecy has been fulfilled well,

The Lord hath come, and in each heart doth dwell.

No matter what race, religion or creed,

Baba is there whenever we need.

~ Joy Ziegler ~

(Sanathana Sarathi - Dec. 1989)