Shahid

What is to be said by me? Possessor of imperfect senses am I, where no words can transcend the glorious games He conjures from I know not what! He strives to light the gray ashes of spiritual insight, which long forgotten lie in the ruins of impersonalism, atheism and void of Brahman, all maya's last stronghold on man, cutting him away from eternal bliss.

All this He illuminates as naturally as the sun follows the rays above the horizon on the scarlet dawn.

What is to be said by me? Possessor of imperfect senses am I, where no words can transcend the glorious games He conjures from I know not what! Shepherd He is, gathering the lost souls, leading the flock through the intricate maze maya has spun. Just surrender to His holy lotus feet, play your part right in the game I pray, and behold, it is no longer a game because the prize for the winner is an introduction to the Supreme Personality, the entity Krsna, who for always stays.

Possessor of imperfect senses am I, where no words have the power to transcend the fathomless ocean of my eternal master Srila Prabhupada, His Divine Grace. My most humble obeisances at His lotus feet.

Haribol! Haribol! Haribol!

His willing slave,

Shahid

(ISKCON London)