• Swami Purnananda

July 17, 2021 || Daily Thought & Prayer


Artist stares at canvas blank

Paints arrayed, but heart sank

Clean brushes wait eternally

Then hand moves unexpectedly

Orator on stage with fright

Seven thousand ears in sight

Stunned voice stops delivery

Then words rush unexpectedly

Musical genius so they say

No inspiration comes this day

Notes random rock disorderly

Then sweetness unexpectedly

“It came to me” say inspired ones

Easy, flow to mind it comes

To access such creative grace

Release the agent’s self- embrace


O Lord. I take pride in who I am and what I do. I have not learnt that you gave me a role to play and that you do everything. Grant that I may let go ownership and agency, so that I may be swept in your flowing current.

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