While waiting for all to show up by Bhaktimarga Swami

Hard work with the drama practice, but while waiting for all to show up, I pulled together this poem:

Dream and Cream

It’s a blessing to be alive

In such a honey bee hive

Sharing space of purity

Where darkness becomes obscurity

In a safe ashram temple

Far from the judge mental

We sing and we play

Even on the most gloomy day

Keeping to some regimen

For even Bhakta Benjamin

We sit and hear a lesson

Always time for some question

We honour the best food

At the three point interlude

A session for social intercourse

Essential for a bonding force

Here the hurricane of MAYA

Infuses the fever of fire

Like anywhere within and out

The intent is to put out doubt

We scrub and we clean

For body / mind hygiene

We are pulled by the Supreme

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