HARE KRISHNA, HARE KRISHNA, KRISHNA KRISHNA, HARE HARE;
Our obeisances to You, Golden One, Prince of Him, Gouranga.
Obeisances to Your pure disciples.
Obeisances to our grand master, Bhaktivinode Thakur.
Obeisances to Guru Maharaj, Bhaktisiddhanta Saraswati.
Obeisances to all our spiritual masters past, present, future:
Join us, please, in our plea
To the Lord of everything that is,
Krishna,
You, Who spin planets and hatch ant eggs
While You play Your flute and dance.
So unworthy are we to ask anything.
Constantly we wander to Your Maya
And forget it is Yours.
What humility do we have?
Why do we not surrender to You instantly?
Yet, Lord, only to Your mercy can we turn.
Our Father, Our Master, Our Child, Our Sweetheart, Our Friend,
Swamiji
Is stricken
By Your Maya. Please,
We beg,
Ask, Your servant, to restore His Body
So He can fix us up
Properly
In Your Service.
We do not know how to serve You.
Let Him, Who has sacrificed everything to You,
Teach us.
To take Him from us
Is to pull the breast,
Swollen with You,
From our infant mouths.
HARE RAMA, HARE RAMA, RAMA RAMA, HARE HARE.
Brahmananda das Brahmachary (Bruce Scharf)