To remember and celebrate the appearance day of a wonderful form of the Lord today, I share a photo I took many years ago along with my 2nd ever poem I have just written for you all. It describes the famous incident that happened many years ago between a devotee and the Lord. Hope you like it.
Born in a womb was a boy with deep love of the Lord
Enlightened he was by his guru while still connected to the cord
He grew up as a gentle one, so fully immersed in God’s thought
Greed, envy and body pleasures he easily fought.
His father and school teachers remain bewildered
They spoke to him in devious ways to have him filtered
Forced him they did, to take up sense gratification and economic development
But the boy focused on love of Godhead and other topics irrelevant.
Father’s desires foiled and ego very hurt
Kill the boy, he ordered his servants with great assert
Treacherous as they were, they failed in their attempt
In his heart the boy had the Lord and from death he was exempt.
His father remained in confusion, fear and deep rage
Looking down at the boy, rebuking war of words he began to wage
You the most impudent, most unintelligent, the disruptor of family!, he yelled
The lowest of mankind, an obstinate fool, to rule you fully you dare withheld!
The boy so tender said with love in his prayer folded hand
Source of my strength is your source also, please understand
The Lord is the time factor and supreme controller
Know that our senses, mind and body are in His power.
Enemies and friends, in your heart don’t discriminate
Uncontrolled and misguided mind, please do eliminate
See everyone on the platform of equality
Then you shall worship the beautiful Lord perfectly.
Lust, anger and greed, illusion, madness and jealousy
Fight these six enemies for it is not a heresy
You shall then see all life with no difference
For enemies and friends are merely borne out of ignorance.
Show me this supreme controller, his father ordered in anger
Show me this all pervading one and a supreme another
If He is everywhere and every time, is He also in this pillar?
Let him now come and protect you for I shall now be your killer!
Throwing harsher words and curses, the father struck the big column
A thunderous sound emerged from it and everywhere pieces fallen
Never before seen like that, the Lord stepped out as half-human and half-lion
Together, the father and son fixed their gaze at the new family scion.
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The Lord stood there with shining mane, erect ears, neck short and thick
His chest broad, waist thin and a fearsome tongue moving quick
His eyes angry, His face fearful, His teeth deadly
How can this be God all wondered for it was truly scary.
Like a small insect falling forcefully into a blazing fire
The father wanting to fight leaped at Him with his body entire
The loving Lord looked and laughed out loud so shrilling
Amazed He was at the desire of man to make a killing.
As a bird takes away a snake so easily
The Lord arrested him ever-so gleefully
On His lap, the man was now fully caught
His life taken away in a manner which time never forgot.
The boy stood and watched the pastimes of His well-wisher
Moving closer to the fearful form, he exhibited no shiver
He paid his respects to Him in so very humble way
And the Lord offered His love and protection with no further delay.
Seated on His lap, he looked back with love and reverence
The Lord’s touch had freed and placed him in transcendence
How could I attract You?, he said in a faltering voice
How am I able to offer prayers with proper words of choice?
One understands Me only in love, God replied
The wise ones please Me in many mellows and with no pride
Everyone’s desires I watch and alone fulfill
Lamentation I remove and satisfaction I instill.
My devotees hanker after no opulence now or later
Remaining in the material world to them does not matter
Remembering My messages and me, they remain steady
End of their lives and freed from bondage, they attain Me.
One who remembers your life and My actions
One who ponders over your prayers and instructions
Happy they become always in their devotional proclivities
Breaking free eventually from reactions to material activities.
O dear Lord, You are merciful to all, said the boy so little
A wish I ask from You, one who is never ever brittle
Please forgive my father who glanced upon You
Although heavy and unnecessary words at You he threw.
O gentle one, the Lord said, purified your father became in My clutch
Your forefathers and generations the same because of My touch
Whenever and wherever present those devotees of good qualities
Even if condemned are purified those places and dynasties.
The Lord disappeared then and the boy lived on
Ages have passed but this form of Lord, we still meditate upon
We seek intelligence to serve like this boy known as Prahalada
We always pray for protection from the Lord known as Narasimha.
Please protect us from danger and fear
Please help us through the world so severe
Please allow my heart to blossom fresh and new
Please give me the humility to say I love You.
9 Days, 8 Nights 