#chantandsway #krishna Hare Hare. Chant and sway rhythmically pray. Dancing playfully with Krishna and Radhe. Om Namo Bhagavate. Hare hare. I’m sorry for complaining. I’m not complacent but I’m never satiated. Stop blaming your nation and the God of Creation. You’ve got to Face it. If you don’t love God, Your heart remains vacant. Maturity removing insecurity. Purity is vain for atheists. Ancient payments of hatred recreated. Maybe I need more time to change this. Opulent sacred Pyramids. Opal and Emerald Space ships. Hopeful ephemeral blips. Humble Boastful bliss. Spiritual babies greedy for a sign. Empirical evidence screams universal design. Hysterical reverence laughing as we climb. Why are the Gods so silent for them but so loud for me? I’m so very proud of this sound. It feels like I’m humbly in the lead. Pound for pound the most mystical around. Just wait and see. I found the Holy Guru Priest. Sweet dreams of chanting in the streets. Divine Ecstasy released for free. The Mind is weak. The heart is strong. Sign your soul over to God and build a healthy bond. Beyond this song lies the truth. Prove me wrong or move along. I don’t care if this sounds Smooth or not. Transcendental ears relishing the loud gong. I hope you understand me now. I go where the Lord guides me, like his faithful cow. I act this way because I am allowed. Bye bye if you hate my vibe. Lie about how you cry but deny the Living Bhagavat from the spiritual skies. Bhagavad Gita the lyrical song of God. I want to Describe this happiness inside they want to try to divide. Refine the energy of the mind and begin to spiritualize. Digitalize your personality and eternalize reality. Devotional Loving relationship with God is the only way that will fly. The gravity of this is so immense but they laugh at me like I make no sense. Then why are you so tense? What is your deepest offense? Face it, we all need the mercy. I don’t know if you heard me. Let go of control and the illusion that lured me. Stay faithful to the gurney and beyond. What a graceful fall and a sad song. Stand tall and answer your call! God was there all along. I can’t be contained. These thoughts in my brain are divinely arranged. Off the top of my head sprouts a lotus intricately made. Rhyming praises for days. Mysteriously forgetful of pain. My heart is full of things to say. All of it glorifies the Ancient of Days. I praise. I raise my arms. Save the devotees from harm. From the navel the whole universe formed. Life on the farm is good for the soul. Fights in the bars takes its toll. I wouldn’t know. I’ve never been to a bar so far I keep my pure glow. Surrendered under His Control I’m on a roll. Habits formed. Mad fits causing storms. The same trick as before. I came to lift the poor. This is a passion not a chore. The light is brightly flashing from my core. I want more. I want more. My God massages my legs when they are sore. Find me odd but live in your mirage while I’m washing ashore. Floating easily to dock in the port. Gloating about the true meaning I’ve discerned. Thank you to my spiritual master Srila Gaurahari Das Maharaj for rowing the boat to the eternal shore. Without you how could we afford the passage? Without Jesus I would be godless. My father was a pastor who was honest. Catching the great comet. I am on it. Flying faster and farther with each poem and sonnet. Applying myself to the mission. Krishna is always in my vision. My Chakras are spinning by the will of God. I don’t worship the demigods. Krishna gives me what he want and exactly what I need. I don’t care about material things. I’ll extract all the nectar form experiential rings of existence. Experimental musical musing for the Transcendental King. Now I just want to sing!