A SAT GURU REBUKES*

Fools, you're all glued to a food-mill skeleton machine,

Instead of Realising that you're Great Almighty God?

You're experiencing some fantastic frantic dream,

Isn't that wizardly wierd and winsomely wildly odd?

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You've the crazy companion of a chattering mind,

That's the brazenly bizarre befuddled situation,

But there's a Real Self hidden within for you to find,

Deep inside your Heart, your most intimate relation.


Your fellow dream figures are myriad and manifold,

As your Inner Guru my answer to this mad charade,

Is instead of rushing here and there so blindly bold,

Find your Real Self, persist, struggle, even if it's hard!


Your folly is failing to enter your Spiritual Heart,

So Self Enquire and Surrender replete and complete,

These are the golden keys of your Master's sacred art,

My love will always assist you to achieve this feat.


Then on one highly auspicious and blessed day,

My grace descends and peace is found ever to enjoy.

You'll bathe in eternal existence, an endless play

Of blissful consciousness awareness which will never cloy.

*A rebuke frrom the sat-guru is considered by some as the highest form of grace

.Alan Jacobs