Wednesday, July 3, 2013

The Lost Sheep

The Lost Sheep

Once upon a time, long ago, there lived a shepherd.
And he had one hundred excellent sheep.
One of the sheep though good and obedient
Was deaf and blind.

Whenever the shepherd took his sheep out to graze
The poor blind sheep would get lost
And the kind shepherd would pet him
And tell him it's all right.

This went on day after day after day
And the shepherd finally lost his temper
And cursed the sheep
Which was blind and Deaf

The curse was that from now on
You, miserable creature,
From now on
You are on your own.

And little blind sheep was sad
He couldn't hear the words
He couldn't see his Master
But he could feel the anger in the air.

And the anger made him sad
He thought it must be his fault.
Being deaf and blind
And forever wandering off from the flock.

And the shepherd was happy
With his nine and ninety sheep
That were perfect in eye and ear
And never gave him much bother.

Next day when they went to graze
The master never bothered about the poor sheep.
The blind little sheep walked and walked and walked.
Far from the herd, towards the lair of the wolves.

That was the last anybody heard of him
That was the last anybody saw him
That was the last the little blind sheep
Ever bothered anyone.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Hope and Prayer

Holy Mother

You looked resplendent today,
Happy,elated and smiling

I am so glad
You realized my predicament

The crimson candles melt away to nothingness at your holy feet
I watch with hands folded in silent prayer

You understand the meaning of Today.
You have given your promise.

I leave my hopes in your blessed hands
Mother of the world.

I place all my faith in you
And my everlasting love.

Monday, May 6, 2013

Divine Mother
Holy Mother
Many are your names
Many your manifestations
Limitless your love
And your kindness
My true  Mother
My worship is without condition
My devotion to you flows down the eons
All knowing Mother of the universe
All embracing Mother of Creation
Your children thrive in your care

Take care of her.
She is your beloved,
Although she doesn't realize it yet.
You are the great healer
Take care of her.
You are Love
Love Her as you love all of us.

You called me a week ago
After a long time
The three candles of creation, sustenance and dissolution
Burned at your feet
I bleed as the wax.

Take care of her
Holy of Holies.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013


The Holy week has begun. The long wait of the lent draws to a climax. My brother and teacher-forgive me for this year I cannot come to your temple in physical person. But I see you. And I see our Mother.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Holy Mother
This Year I am unable to come to you for the Easter.
You know why.
I will not be able to keep vigil over my brother.

But my mind and heart is with you
All the time.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Follow Me

"Follow Me" (John 1:43).
That is what you ordered me today. That is the third straight command from you on "following".
And every time it has been the same- Follow me.
I have been trying to do that for ages.
Tell me how, Rabbi.
I know. Deny myself, Take up my cross and Follow You. (Matt 16:24) I know that routine.
I have denied myself. My cross has long been on my shoulders.
The part which remains and which baffles me  is following you.
And today is the third day you have ordered me to follow you.
How am I supposed to do that, Rabbi.
What does it mean- Follow me?
All this time and up to this time I thought I knew what it means and now you and our holy mother have revealed to me  that I know not, that "follow me" beckons to the depths of my ignorance.
You were looking at me when you gave that peremptory order, that order from across eons which would brook no denial.
I have seen the severity of your gaze and I do not wonder that the traveler to Damascus fainted on hearing your voice. The sonorous voice I have listened to with awe.
But I am no longer afraid.
Tell me the meaning of "Follow me".
And follow you, I shall.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Second Day

Today you were more benign.
I did see you
But You chose not to frighten me.
And the Mother,
She too was all  smiles

And you took me to John 17:4.
What do you mean by "finished the work you gave me to do" ?
It is not over, rabbi
If it were over why am I still a sinner?
Why have people forgotten to love their enemies?

And the question I asked you yesterday
The question which infuriated you
Remains unanswered.
When will you tell me why you chose the path of suffering,
You who are part of god, and full of power.
I know the standard answers, Brother, but that is not enough
For I know that those answers are only partly right.

Maybe some day, you will regard me as worthy of the true answer.

The Lost Sheep

The Lost Sheep Once upon a time, long ago, there lived a shepherd. And he had one hundred excellent sheep. One of the sheep though good...