It is a pleasure to share with you all once again this week, yet another interesting topic. Last week we looked at a very crucial topic; the ideal and real situations in this material world. This week we shall deliberate on rather go through a prayer that I call the “voice of a sojourning soul”.
The following prayer is a humble cry from the soul seeking to find solace in the Supreme Lord. It is made in a mixed mood of desperation, eagerness to meet and feeling of unworthiness. Hopefully I can collect them into a series later on. I hope it helps someone connect on a deeper level.
Dear Lord, It is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. I know you have not forgotten me for a moment, however I have barely kept in touch. Please forgive me for this long silence and forgetfulness. There are times I have selfishly made contact because I had some difficulties or something to ask you, and there are times I made contact because it was a special day, however I hardly remember when I made contact because I was deeply motivated by your pastimes and activities. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
Dear all attractive Lord, It is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. I have promised to give you my entire life when I was trapped in the womb, instead I have spent about one third of it now doing my own thing. I have taken vows to think of you and no one but you, to have you as my Lord birth after birth however I have made the things of this material world my master. I have neglected the ultimate life line you have given which is your holy name and I have taken shelter or other names. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
Dear Lord who is the life of the sacred river Yamuna, It is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. I have been given this wonderful name by my spiritual Guide who is your eternal associate, in order to help me always remember who I am, instead I have falsely identified with the false notion of been initiated into a bonafide line of spiritual practitioners. I have ignored the mood of the name he has given me and instead have been searching elsewhere for your reflection. I have abandoned the river Yamuna and now take pleasure in swimming in the river of material sense gratification. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
Dear Lord who reciprocates to all his devotees in their respective moods, it is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. Even though you are accessible in whatever way and manner I intend to reach you, yet somehow or the other I have been deluded by the identification with my body that I cannot seem to reach you in a mood that is most befitting and pleasurable to you. Yet every day I long and hope that with time and by the mercy of my spiritual guide I can gradually come to the platform whereby I can serve you in my best capacity and mood. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
Dear Lord whose complexion resembles that of a dark cloud before rain, it is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. Just as a dark cloud pours down a heavy amount of rain and cools the earth below it, your name and pastimes offer us all the coolness and spiritual water we need to be free from the thirst after material life. Yet somehow or the other I have chosen to rather plunge myself deep into the water of family life, thinking myself to be a husband, father and householder. Instead of preparing the souls you have entrusted in my care I have taken the liberty to act as if I were you my Lord. In that folly, I see myself as you and try to imitate you. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
Dear Lord who attracts the heart of cupid himself, it is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. To love you means to do all that gives you pleasure and anything other than that is lust. I have been posing lust as love for you, knowing fully well that pure love for you and gratification of my senses are poles apart. I know that in order to get real satisfaction I should satisfy your senses, not because you need it but because it is good for me. Nevertheless, I don’t do anything for your pleasure and my greatest satisfaction comes from my own sensed been pleased. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
Dear Lord who is the master of all mystics, it is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. In every aspect of nature you show me your numerous mystic opulence, you show how you pervade all that be and there is. You show how unlimited you are by supporting innumerable stars and planets, by the systematic rising and setting of the sun. Instead of surrendering unto you totally I am still fascinated by the little “broken glass” mysticism the path of devotional service has to offer. I have performed very arduous austerities and still do, all with the hope of subduing the body and becoming a great mystic, but of what use is my siddhis in the face of death, who trembles at the mention of your name. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
Dear Lord whose complexion is golden, it is I your eternal servant trying to make contact after so long. You have come to this planet on several occasions either directly or through your messengers or your incarnations. Each time you came the message was the same; develop love for you. Somehow or the other, I have not taken full shelter of these messages, thinking I have so much time left. However with each passing day I can see that this is one of the biggest lies I have told myself. Seeing how much time I have spent away from your loving service I beg that you kindly reinstate me in your service. In all please do not forget the voice of this sojourning soul.
I hope this prayer helps you all connect with the Lord deeply. Till next week do read, internalize and follow for more.