27 februarie 2019

Copiilor Mei flori - Poezie scrisă de Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi

 


Shri Mataji a scris această poezie după prima vizită în America, la începutul anilor 1970. 


To My flower children




You are angry with life

Like small children

Whose Mother is lost in Darkness

You sulk expressing despair

At the fruitless end of your journey

You wear Ugliness to discover Beauty

You name everything false in the name of Truth

You drain out emotions to fill the cup of Love

My sweet children, my darling

How can you get peace by waging war

With yourself, with your being, with joy itself

Enough are your efforts of renunciation

The artificial mask of consolation

Now rest in the petals of the lotus flower

In the lap of your gracious Mother

I will adorn your life with beautiful blossoms

And fill your moments with joyful fragrance

I will anoint your head with Divine Love

For I cannot bear your torture anymore

Let me engulf you in the ocean of joy

So you lose your being in the Greater one

Who is smiling in your calyx of self

Secretly hidden to tease you all the while

Be aware and you will find Him

Vibrating your every fibre with blissful joy

Covering the whole Universe with light.