A beautiful Krishna Das version of Hare Krishna, with this added verse from
Amazing Grace:

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me. (edit: that saved a 'soul' a soul like me) :) :)
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

Choirs come in all shapes and sizes, this is a picture of some of ours!
I started up a choir several months ago, in the attempt to get people to open up to the possibilities that come from opening the heart through voice. I've been running mantra workshops for quite a while, so this is a natural progression, and the reason I am writing this - is simple: To inspire others to do similar stuff where they live.

It has proved to be a joy, and bottomline is; if your place de residence leaves you bereft in the 'quality interactions' department, then take the steps to create what it is that your looking for, and in doing so, you will be of service to many many others.

Get busy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lisa

xviii

Slaves of thy shining eyes are even those
That diadems of might and empire bear;
Drunk with the wine that from thy red lip flows,
Are they that e'en the grape's delight forswear.
Drift, like the wind across a violet bed,
Before thy many lovers, weeping low,
And clad like violets in blue robes of woe,
Who feel thy wind-blown hair and bow the head.

Thy messenger the breath of dawn, and mine
A stream of tears, since lover and beloved
Keep not their secret; through my verses shine,
Though other lays my flowers's grace have proved
And countless nightingales have sung thy praise.
When veiled beneath thy curls thou passest, see,
To right and leftward those that welcome thee
Have bartered peace and rest on thee to gaze !

But thou that knowest God by heart, away !
Wine-drunk, love-drunk, we inherit Paradise,
His mercy is for sinners; hence and pray
Where wine thy cheek red as red erghwan dyes,
And leave the cell to faces sinister.
Oh Khizr, whose happy feet bathed in life's fount,
Help one who toils afoot ---the horsemen mount
And hasten on their way; I scarce can stir.

Ah, loose me not ! ah, set not Hafiz free
From out the bondage of thy gleaming hair !
Safe only those, safe, and at liberty,
That fast enchained in thy linked ringlets are.
But from the image of his dusty cheek
Learn this from Hafiz : proudest heads shall bend,
And dwellers on the threshold of a friend
Be crowned with the dust that crowns the meek.

Unseen here act dim huge world-energies
And only trickles and currents are our share
Our mind lives far off from the authentic Light
Catching at little fragments of the Truth.
In a small corner of infinity,
Our lives are inlets of an ocean's force.

                                           Sri Aurobindo
                            Savitri, Book Two, Canto Five

There you are
with your magestic coat
rubbish on your feet
roaming the street

Ribs sticking out like hangers on a rack
in the name of god
theres no turning back

Diesel fumes by day
fast head lamps by night
trying to give birth on the edge of a knife

peasant vegetarians dressing you like krishna
a 3 D cow, a breathing moving picture
dancing radha's and kolamed floors
spinning prayer wheels and consumer wars
dinner bells ringing through the ashram walls
white faced inmates with their international calls

dodgy knees and a ribcage that rattles
a life of hell and of threeworld battles
paradise a memory trapped under a toe nail
a bit of chewed fur representing your tail

For all the Sacred Starving Cows out there, this is for you!!!!!!!

 

Our earth is a fragment and a residue;
Her power is packed with the stuff of greater worlds
And steeped in their colour-lustres dimmed by her drowse;
An atavism of higher births is hers,
Her sleep is stirred by their buried memories
Recalling the lost spheres from which they fell.
Unsatisfied forces in her bosom move;
They are partners of her greater growing fate
And her return to immortality;

                                                                SRI AUROBINDO
                                                  Savitri, Book Two, Canto One

A difficult evolution from below
Called a masked intervention from above;
Else this great, blind inconscient universe
Could never have disclosed its hidden mind,
Or even in blinkers worked in beast and man
The Intelligence that devised the cosmic scheme.
 
                                                                SRI AUROBINDO
                                                    Savitri, Book Two, Canto Four

Supermind - Force of the New World

                                                                                               SRI AUROBINDO

Jai Ambe Jagadambe Mata Bhavani Jai Ambe
Dukha Vinashini Durga Jaya Jaya Kala Vinashini Kali Jaya Jaya
Uma Rama Brahmani Jaya Radha Rukamini Sita Jaya Jaya
We Honor and Adore our Beloved Divine Mother of the Universe. We worship all the forms of our Divine Mother as the Power in everything.

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Boom!
Lisa

The future: the stuff evolution unfolds into, or rather - the openings that it promises, come what may, are our universal becon. The directing force, the precursor to the point of no return, yet the majority of us live in continuous contradiction with movement in a forwards direction - evolution. This is not then, a rant, a rave, an arguement, a theoretical discussion nor a practical solution, but rather a contemplation and a call to think about this conundrum, and to push through barriers, both real and imagined, conditioned and otherwise - to move ourselves in the penultimate direction.

Loves Departure

Your sword, ancient and rusty
            is withdrawn from my body
                   to reveal a river of blood & chaos
                          amid a world
                                 of torture of my own making

Last breath
          the finale
                 no inward breath
                       - the beginning of lifes eternal promise

The minds black box
          images interfused
                 faces of aeons gaze
                        back at each other in reconsiliation

And my love has gone
         for he is running towards illusions
               that laugh
                      into the
                             liquid night sky

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The Disenchanted

She drank perfume on the river bank
and floated on lillie pads
like a frog sitting in a noon sun

Nectar dripped from the tongues of Nymphs
as they sat watching, delighting in her pleasure

For what more can she want
but memory & repose
& lifes magestic escape
the road for the weak and weary

With greyness descending
& Autumns wilting change
running amock with lifes descises
she runs in shock at what she has become
a corpse
laughing at her shadow
as it's reborn unto the never ending rain
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Pearl

A shell has fallen
         and encased my heart
                     like a pearl
                              trapped
                                    at high tide
                                            bashing against a salty wall

I've been getting into singing lately. Singing everything and anything - making stuff up
off the top of my head and singing as I drive along at the top of my voice - without due care to onlookers who might think I am nuts, they are welcome!

Today I sang choral versions of pop songs whilst walking the dog with my friend in the park, it was the funniest thing to do ever. Singing loud in the open air..

Completely free, very amusing and uplifting and totally shockingly surprising when you
hear what your own voice IS actually capable of, given half a chance.

Throw the song sheets into the trash can, and ad lib your way to health, inner wealth and
lashings of happiness!!!!!!!!!!

Love
Lisa