Sree Krishna, the Lord of LovePremananda Bharati, Baba
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Sree Krishna, the Lord of Love
Premananda Bharati, Baba
Krishna (Hindu deity)
"And so it was, O Soul, the pleasures which the earth placed at my feet
palled upon me and dragged me down nigh unto the grave. Then I nestled
to thee, my beloved Soul, and called thee to save and direct me, and
pleaded to thee to save me from this fleshly self that keeps me
earth-bound. Then thou wouldst take my hand and with me soar to
mountain-heights, and we with outstretched wings would view the rosy
glow that the departing sun did cast about us as it waved its grand
adieu to the world we knew. Thus we stood, I trembling with gladness,
thou thrilling with joy, but, O Soul, my poor fleshly self could not
long abide such ecstasy nor drink the rarefied wine which the Heavens
vouchsafed us, and crying I clung to thee and dragged thee down, down,
until both again stood at the bottom of the heights where lately we had
spied the door that leads to broader worlds. Thou, my beloved, hadst
folded thy widespread wings, and thy feet were planted in the dank
grasses whose roots were deep in mire. O tell me, thou whose awakening
is so beautiful and whose stature is full of grace, tell me, O Soul,
why, though coupled together, are we yet divided; why, though one, are
we yet two?"
The Soul made answer meet: "O companion of my earthly Self's encasement
of soft flesh, I love thee even as thou lovest me, and I do draw thee
upward, even as thou dost drag me down. Dost thou not know that from
earth thou hast come, hence to earth must go again; that thy natural
tendencies are downward even unto the earth from which thou didst
spring? Yet dost thou love that in me which soars even upward to the
home from whence I came. A ray of eternal light am I, a glow of the warm
of a spark of the central flame; hence must I ever strive to reach that
perfect sphere from whence I came, more beautiful and entrancing than
thou canst know, nor can I anchored be until once again that safe haven
I reach wherefrom I lately came. Yet, list! sweet partner of my earthly
pilgrimage, dost know why thou lovest me, even though hither and thither
I draw thee? Tis that I am born of Love, and none can resist Love; and
the great tender earth, thy mother, is nourished by the great Love which
is the creator of thee and me. O fair and sweet companion, my earthly
armour that I love, thou and I together may reach beyond where we stand
reluctantly and defiantly! Gaze on me, thy soul, who giveth radiance to
thee and beauty to thine eye, and dost attend all that is lovable unto
thee I Gaze at me, and even that which is earthly will partake of me and
become more of heaven than of earth!
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