Sree Krishna, the Lord of LovePremananda Bharati, Baba
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Sree Krishna, the Lord of Love
Premananda Bharati, Baba
Krishna (Hindu deity)
Who am I? I am that which thou hast searched for since thy baby eyes
gazed wonderingly upon the world whose horizon but hides this real life
from thee. I am that which in thy heart thou hast clamoured for,
demanding it as thy birth-right, yet knowing not what it was or even
that thou didst clamour at all. I am that which has lain in thy soul
through ages and æons. Sometime a little sad I lay, because thou didst
not recognize Me; yet sometimes, standing with head high lifted and eyes
wide and crest aloft and arms outstretched, calling thee softly or even
harshly, bidding thee rebel against the hard iron chains of earth that
held thee bound to earth, to clay, to brass.
* *
I am that which oft hath set My heel upon that earthly desire which thou
didst pant for and with My heel I crushed it, before it lay temptingly
fulfilled before thine eye. I crushed it with My heel by My might of
love because I willed not that it should burn and sting thee, My lamb.
* *
I am that which hath laid thee low in pain and sorrow, rather than see
thee run with blinded eyes on a path that was full unto shimmering
softness with poisonous creeping things, that would have wound
themselves about thy feet and so caused thee to stumble and fall face
downward on their slippery bellies, so they might even devour thee and
crawl into thee and take from thy heart its gold and from thy eye its
beam and from thy brow its nobleness.
* *
I am that which hath had thee by the hand, when the smile of trust froze
on thy lips, when the jewel of faith seemed to melt into nothing in thy
heart, when the hand of unbelief in all humanity was near unto resting
forever on thy brow. I held thy hand then and for a little I saw thee
writhe and quiver and break and then My hand touched thy head and I
breathed in thy soul My fragrance and lo, thy smile of trust again broke
with tenfold beauty on thy moistened lips, the gem of faith lighted with
tenfold power thy softened heart and a belief in all humanity came forth
with a strength and radiance that could not have been, hadst thou not
known that short span of barrenness! From each tear which hath fallen
from thine eye, I have made a pearl and strung them on veins of gold and
placed them about thy neck even as a priceless necklet. From each drop
of blood that came from thine aching heart, I have made a bleeding ruby
and placed it even as a girdle about thy heart, and for each kind
thought, that hath gone out to those who have brought pain to thee I
have made a fire-hearted gem of crystal and in a coronet placed them on
thy brow which now gleam there in triple power.
* *
Now go forth and win thy sceptre and thy staff! They shall be
crystalized of clearest jewels, which shall be made of which command of
Mine which thou dost hear and obey.
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