Treasure Island

Varanasi Ramabrahmam

(27-11-1953 / Vegeswarapuram, India)

The Preceptor


Who is the preceptor?
He is the one
Who dispels darkness of ignorance from our hearts,
Fills them with the illumination of knowledge,
Makes our life brilliant teaching us compassion, love and affection
And is the divine wish-fulfilling tree;

Parents are our first preceptors;
Teachers who teach us
Alphabet, languages, science, arts and skills
Are next in line, sculpt us and our lives;
Every event, happening, in the universe and on the globe,
Every instinct, insect, bird and life system, animate and inanimate objects
Are our preceptors if we care to observe and learn;

Preceptor is one, full of compassion and care
Wishing our progress and development while redeeming us;
With abundant love and affection
Causes tranquility of mind
And is also our near and dear;

Participating as a catalyst helps the necessary reaction to take place quickly in us,
Transforms us to rely on ourselves; he releases us from bonds created by
Illusion and myth; slowly and silently departs afterwords, never hanging on to us;
Hates to keep us, in the name of disciples, his slaves for life
The perfect Preceptor;

Lord Krishna who served us the nectar of spirituality, The Bhagawadgita,
And Sri Ramachandra, an adept in Yoga Vaasistha,
Dakshinaamoorty, the butterfly sucking the honey of advaita (non-duality) ,
Sri Lalitha, the mother of all mothers and a fine and blissful blend of three Devis,
The Hayagriva, and their equals, are all our genuine spiritual Preceptors;

Seers, sages, who ripened their lives in penance and are Beings of silence
Scholars in spirituality and such, and our intuition, are also our real preceptors;

All these eminent, auspicious and pure Beings, are the
The pleasantness caused by the cool breeze that precedes rain fall
The fragrance of jasmines abundant in summer
And warmth of the morning sunshine in the cold winter;
Cause us happiness; comfort and make us peaceful beings
Giving us proper direction in all situations, joy, peace, bliss
And act as our anchor and head-rest;

The personification of all virtues and pleasantness,
Are our Preceptors in the real sense of the term
And redeem us surely, efficiently and effectively

Submitted: Friday, September 04, 2009
Edited: Friday, September 04, 2009

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