Mt. Abu

Mt. Abu

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Leaving Chennai on a snaking Navjeevan
After two days of cheer and laughter
I set foot on Rajasthani soil
The cold winds from the holy hills
Grips me under its strong waves
Divinity in the air, purity everywhere
Splashing through the invisible waters
I accost the sunny-eyed sevak brother
Who smiles along with his `Om Shanti'
The colourful folks of the nearby village
Wave out their hands covered with bangles
Smiles greet us at the University in white
Children of the creator, the Kumars and kumaris
Happy in the home of Prajapitha Brahma
Body busy at work, eyes speak the language of peace
O'erflowing from the inner springs
Quenching thirsty souls with waters of love.
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Up above the hills so high
Pandav Bhavan is the place
To show humanity a glimpse of
The promised Swarna Yug.
Dark clouds shed their ego
Wrapped in love by the gentle sun
Pour down their bounty
On the dancing flowers below.
At Gyan Sarovar, knowledge flows
Teaching men and women
The Godly power of wisdom
The link between body, mind and soul.
To see the flowers of peace
We feel its waves rush for forth
At the Peace Park, 'midst meditation halls
The thought of Shiv Baba fills one and all.
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The Dilwara, an epic scooped in marble
Stands mute testimony to
The fruits of labour for love.
The marble frescoes and filligree work
Shower their blessing from sculptors
Thousands of years past.
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Back at Shanti Dham, where
We often took trips to Param Dham
The Dadis and Didis, Bhais and Bhens,
Kumars and Kumaris, Speak love, wisdom and hard work.
Harnessing nature's energy
The solar parabolas, talk Raja Yoga in Science:
Become concave like us, to receive divine energy
That you make your body a vehicle
To share it with others, they say in their silence.
That peace and intelligence go hand in hand,
was more than evident
When the Didis showed the way
To connect with the Supreme Soul.
And drop all via media
Amidst sessions of laughter and thought.
Hearts all over India, were bound together with chords of love.
Words of sweet innocence
Pour forth from the glowing Dadi Prakash Maniji
Who in no time placed us on the lofty pedestal
As messengers of peace.
Food for thought and the body
Knitting people with camarederie and friendship
Gigantic machines function in unity
Oiled by the grease of love.
Up the hill and away from the din
We scaled the peak of a hillock behind
Feast on a spectacle of splendour and grace
Meditating in a cave for Durga consecrated
s the evening bell tolls we walk back
Soaked to the skin with divine love
Eager to let those in the plains
Partake of our charged batteries.
- Akhilananda Bharati.