One

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To make me a member
Of Your inner Circle.

Two

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To make me realise
That my Master is my soul-heart-life-lover
And not my soul-heart-life-dictator.

Three

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To make me realise
That I am Your Heart's golden Dream,
That You are my life's only Reality.

Four

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To grant me the capacity
To keep my mind-telephone-line
Open only to you.

Five

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To make me realise
That my life is not a false hope's dead end
But a true, illumining and fulfilling hope's
Continuous journey.

Six

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To give me the capacity
To stop broadcasting
My mind's giant-ego-news
Once and for all.

Seven

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To compel my fighting mind
To completely surrender
To my embracing heart.

Eight

My Lord Beloved Supreme,
On my birthday I am praying to You
To torture me, to punish me
In the forest
Of my disobedience-repentance-tears.

Nine

On my birthday
My Lord Beloved Supreme
Is commanding me
Not to underestimate
My God-manifestation-capacity.

Ten

On my birthday
My Lord Beloved Supreme
Is telling me
That although He is omnipotent,
Although He is the Possessor
Of infinite Power,
He is my heart-happiness-Beggar
And my life-smile-Dreamer.

Eleven

On my birthday
My Lord Beloved Supreme
Wants me to answer
A few Compassion-questions:
"My child, who told you
To swim in the sea of stupidity?
Who prevented your life
From progressing?
Who gave you the capacity
To decide your fate?
Who compelled you to sing
Your life's failure-song?
And who compelled you to stop dancing
Your life's victory-dances?"

Twelve

I am thirsty
For my Lord's Compassion-Eye.
My Lord is hungry
For my satisfaction-heart.

Thirteen

I call it
My great concentration.
God calls it
My indomitable will.

Fourteen

Alas,
My mind's fatal frustration
Has eclipsed
My heart's sunlit smile.

Fifteen

Alas,
I do not know who has stolen
My heart's fountain-hope
And my soul's mountain-promise.

Sixteen

I do not want to thrive
On my desire-greatness-splendour.
I want to thrive
Only on my aspiration-goodness-candour.

Seventeen

Impurity, you destroy
The beauty of my eyes,
The sincerity of my mind,
The purity of my heart
And the simplicity of my life.

Eighteen

God smiles at my readiness.
God sings for my willingness.
God dances in my eagerness.

Nineteen

The desiring mind
Loves division-campaign.
The aspiring heart
Loves union-refrain.

Twenty

The God-intensity-heart
Purifies
The man-impurity-mind.

Twenty-One

The mind that longs for light
Consciously
Can never be caught
In jealousy-current.

Twenty-Two

Where do I live?
I live in between
My receptivity-heart-tears
And God's
Infinity-Heart-Smiles.

Twenty-Three

My willingness-heart
And God's Availability-Heart
Inseparably live.

Twenty-Four

I am so happy that at long last
My heart-faith-friend
Is challenging
My mind-doubt-intruder.

Twenty-Five

There was a time
When I was my mind's
Unwillingness-lethargy,
But now I am my heart's
Enthusiasm-energy.

Twenty-Six

The mind-grandeur
Is a sleeping breath.
The heart-surrender
Is an everlasting life.

Twenty-Seven

My real love of God
And my God-disobedience
Can never be together.

Twenty-Eight

When I get up early to meditate,
My Lord says to me:
"You are My Victory-Crown!"

Twenty-Nine

If You at all love me, my Lord,
Then keep me away from
My mind's desire-jungle.

Thirty

God's Signature is always glowing
Inside the life
Of an unconditional surrender-heart.

Thirty-One

One must look for
Only one thing:
The Smile of God's Heart
In God's Eye.

Thirty-Two

Two things I have
To make me happy:
The hope that soars beyond
And the promise that touches
Earth-life.

Thirty-Three

Very few are those
Who recognise God,
And fewer still are those
Who are ready to welcome God.

Thirty-Four

This morning I said farewell
To my suspicion-mind
And hesitation-heart.

Thirty-Five

Sleeplessly God calls your name,
Expecting a prayerful
And grateful answer.

Thirty-Six

What has earth given me?
Earth has given me
Its helpless sorrows.
What else has earth given me?
My dream-fulfilment-tomorrows.

Thirty-Seven

I am proud of my mind
Because it is a sleepless
God-seeker.
I am proud of my heart
Because it is a breathless
God-lover.

Thirty-Eight

The mind's insincerity
Has no friends.
The heart's purity
Has no enemies.

Thirty-Nine

When you become
A God-ingratitude-heart,
You score a decisive goal
For your own worst enemy:
Ignorance.

Forty

Alas,
God-disobedience-drums
Are deafening
Mother-Earth's ears.

Forty-One

Each time I meditate well,
I become Heaven's
Flowering and illumining
Silence-joy.

Forty-Two

Each suspicious thought,
No matter how small it is,
Has the capacity to eclipse
The seeker's heart-sun.

Forty-Three

Only two times I am truly fulfilled:
Once
When I am an open heart
And once
When I am a closed mouth!

Forty-Four

God is always beautiful,
But He is infinitely more beautiful
When He shows me His Compassion-Eye.


My heart is always beautiful,
But it is infinitely more beautiful
When it becomes a gratitude-heart.

Forty-Five

If we do not appreciate
God's Appearance,
Why should God appreciate
Our performance?

Forty-Six

Both are equally needed:
The astrology
Of the inner life
And the technology
Of the outer life.

Forty-Seven

The mind loves to listen
To doubt-recordings.
The heart loves to listen
To faith-recordings.
The soul loves to listen
To promise-recordings.
God loves to listen
To perfection-recordings.

Forty-Eight

When you reach your heart-home,
You will discover that your God-Guest
Has been waiting for you
For a long time.

Forty-Nine

The pulse of a purity-heart
At every moment
Can see the universal Beauty
Of the Transcendental God.

Fifty

Be not late in sending
Your aspiration-application to God
If you really need God.

Fifty-One

Prayer
Is my heart-song.
Meditation
Is my soul-dance.

Fifty-Two

My Lord Supreme
Openly admires me
When I secretly love Him.

Fifty-Three

God does not want you to carry
The ashes of your old desires.
He wants you to carry with you
The fragrance of your heart's
Flower-beauty.

Fifty-Four

The seeker's disobedience
Expedites his spiritual death
And also changes
God's opinion of him drastically.

Fifty-Five

At long last
I have vehemently chased away
All my God-disobedience-thoughts!

Fifty-Six

If you follow the mind's road,
Then you are bound to meet
With doubt-hooligans
On the way.

Fifty-Seven

Slowly and secretly
The mind-thief enters
Into the heart's purity-room
To steal the faith-fragrance
Of the soul.

Fifty-Eight

I must reject
What God has already
Rejected for me:
Ignorance-dream.

Fifty-Nine

The mind's obedience-smile
Is beautiful.
The heart's oneness-dance
Is perfect.

Sixty

Yesterday's dream-flute
And today's reality-drum
Can awaken and illumine us
In God's own Way.

Sixty-One

Each undivine thought
Is nothing but
Useless dust
Of its own nothingness.

Sixty-Two

The mind compiles
A complaint list.
The heart supplies
The aspiration-flames
To burn it.

Sixty-Three

My Lord,
When I call others my own,
They invariably deface me.
But when I call You my own,
You invariably embrace me.