The Secret
Poem by Ralph S.Cushman
I met God in the morning
When my day was at its best,
And his presence came like sunrise
Like a glory in my breast.
All day long the Presence lingered,
All day long he stayed with me,
And we sailed in perfect calmness
O’er a very troubled sea.
Other ships were blown and battered,
Other ships were sore distressed,
But the winds that seemed to drive them
Brought to us a peace and rest.
Then I thought of other mornings,
With a keen remorse of mind,
When I too had loosed the moorings,
With the Presence left behind.
"only through the regular practice of Jnana, bakthi, karma, dharana and meditation which is inevitable and a continuous process."[ Parameswaranji]
[My Salutations to Your lotus feet].
Pada saroja tava pranami sada
Dear Prabesh JiThank you Sir
You must seek him in the morningof our Life, youth]
SincerelyNaren Rana
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Ramakrishna pada sharana sada,
[(You who are) Ever surrendered at the feet of Ramakrishna]
Pada saroja tava pranami sada
[My Salutations to Your lotus feet].
--
Ramakrishna pada sharana sada,
[(You who are) Ever surrendered at the feet of Ramakrishna]