The bhajans on my lips
flying high
Sweeter then the
fragrance of incense
Your presence Swami
glistens in our bhakti tears
There are vibhuti clouds
in the room....
and Heaven is so very close...
I reach out to embrace...
orange embers of Your robes
rises like a thousand
flaming Phoenix Firebirds
from the ashes of
my earthly existence
If only.....