To, my most beloved Master
How much have I wounded you?
How much have I pestered you?
How much have I resisted you?
Oh! my dearest Master
Forgive me for being
so fast asleep
forgive me for being
so numbed in my senses
entangled in the
quagmire of worldly desires
engulfed in petty
little joys and pleasures
never seeing the truth
that these are
just passing dreams
engulfed in darkness
embedded in miseries
thinking them to be real
I know, I know
deep down to the very core
that you are the door
to eternal bliss
and enlightenment
But still how much
I cling to the self
to the very I
Refusing to budge
from the worldly pedestial
thinking it to be the pinnacle
which in reality is my very well
Chinniah
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hello Sinniah,
my name is michelle and I share your love for Master. Maybe one day I can meet you and Master's other beloved disciples in Malaysia during Master's visit.
Blessings and love from Hood USA,
Michelle Yamamoto
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