"He who understands this divine nature of my birth and work" Gita 4: 9
For the Young Yogi his brilliant mind was both an asset and a liability
Serving at the murti of kali today he felt intense power and weakness as well
I live at Baba's Ashram
This thought led him to the little garden behind Baba's hut
I'm protected here
I feel very full after that pudding halwa
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
make me want to cry and laugh