Friday, February 12, 2016

Feet Of Light

I bathe my Father's aged, worn, peeling
Nile brown feet
feet that once proudly trod the noble earth
from his island of Manhattan
around the world as a WWII vet and back
these feet are raw with life
patting them dry, gently filing the
gnarled nails
even simple tasks like this so hard
for him to do now
and tender touches few and far between

He seems to enjoy the gentle foot
massage with sweet oils
my thoughts soak in rich memories of
Dad's wise words and honest living
His imperfections, too, a monument,
a testament to one determined
to stay the course, to not quit, despite
emotional, economic and ethnic obstacles
anointing his feet with more oil,
I reflect on the early pain between us
how the balm of Love and Forgiveness
which soothes and softens
all calloused, hardened feelings
blessed us with healing

Clasping my Father's feet in my hands
I bow to his Lotus feet
he was my first glimpse of God and
Unconditional Love

(Written by Sonya Tomlinson-Warren,
108 Bhakti Kisses - The Ecstatic Poetry of a Modern Gopi)


O Lord, take my love, and let it flow in fullness of devotion to Thee;
O Lord, take my hands, and let them work incessantly for Thee;
O Lord, take my soul, and let it be merged in One with Thee;
O Lord, take my mind and thoughts, and let them be in tune with Thee;
O Lord, take my everything, and let me be an instrument to work for Thee.

***Click on the above picture to watch the video on 'PRECIOUS MOMENTS WITH BHAGAVAN SRI SATHYA SAI BABA'

***Click on the above picture to read my story on 'THE DAY I MET MY LORD, BHAGAVAN SRI SATHYA SAI BABA'

Baba & I 峇峇与我' - Interview with Sister Adeline Teh (Malaysia)

Interview by Souljourns

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