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Poem by Bhaktajan

Jun 20, 1967 | Bhakta Jan, Poetry, Volume-01 Number-14

High ring – low moan Chanting the sacred mantra Propelling the spiritual part of us into oblivion While the illusion of this material day Slowly drifts into the now meaningless mire of the material world. Years go by Frantic searches for possession of the... read more

The Deliverance of the Fallen by Satsvarupa Dasa

Jun 20, 1967 | Bhagavad Gita, Satsvarupa Dasa, Volume-01 Number-14

Mercy is kindness delivered from the Supreme Power. People are partaking of mercy whether they acknowledge it or not; Krishna's Mercy shines into all the acts of the universe. Our position as living entities is that we have sensual bodies. According to Vedic... read more

The First Days of Spring by Damodar Dasa

Jun 20, 1967 | Damodara Dasa, Poetry, Volume-01 Number-14

The aroma of the chant is a bee, Buzzing, calling, a magnet pulling Me away from wife and friends, Forgetful of all but Krishna, A baby God is a cowherd boy, a baby, All of us are babies, crying For our mother, Krishna, A little bee, buzzing, And stinging me, a cruel... read more

From The Lectures of Swami A.C. Bhaktivedanta

Jun 20, 1967 | A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, Srila Prabhupada's Lectures, Volume-01 Number-14

I offer my obeisances unto my spiritual master who has opened my eyes in the midst of darkness. We are in the darkness of material nature and it is the duty of the Spiritual Master to open our eyes to the light. In our conditional state, we cannot see things as they... read more

By The Mercy of Krishna

Jun 20, 1967 | By the Mercy of Krishna, Volume-01 Number-14

As must be widely known by now, Swami Bhaktivedanta, our beloved spiritual master, was stricken with severe illness in May. Although he has been unable to make public appearances since that time, the work which he instituted has continued in all three of the temples... read more

On the Cover

Jun 20, 1967 | Cover Page Description, Volume-01 Number-14

Kaliya was a many-headed serpent who dwelt in a pool of the River Yamuna, and whose poison was so potent that the entire river thereabouts was polluted. But when the Supreme Lord appeared at Vrindavan as a cowherd boy, five thousand years ago, He sanctified the Yamuna... read more