• Swami Purnananda

Aug 8, 2020 || Daily Thought & Prayer

Updated: Apr 10


No friend have I, by self I live

To fend till death definitive

But nearer to me well I know

God’s rise of art to crescendo

Therefore fearlessly I stroll

Sure that He is in control

Each tiny step on country road

Relieves my back of trouble load

Each pebble felt against my feet

Is friend to me that I should greet

Swept in current’s timely course

Glorious song of powerful force

Vibrations in air are breath divine

They speak direct to soul in shrine

Stretched beyond the human reach

Hear from lips of God’s own speech

Those who in His presence swim

Bursting hearts with joyous hymn


Lord Thou art my all, distract not my mind from thee with trivia and frivolous thoughts. Fill me with your divine symphonies that you stir within me. Praise and thanks are my only prayer.

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