Saileelamrutha

The Red robed Lord of Sindh Whirls in ecstasy of divine love Praising Ali he does near Jhelum dance The mighty river stops in trance Oh God intoxicated Qalander, falcon of love Seeing your whirl, intoxicated I cannot move Of Barthrihari they say you are reincarnation You came to unite the Sindh and Hindh nation Though your divine shrine lies across the border There are no boundaries to your love and mercy The ways of the world seem full of pain Hearing your glories bring down of bliss rain This universe is but your divine whirl For your red color merged with the colorless almighty Your divine love is contagious By listening to it, I dance in your court Adorn me in thy beautiful red robes of divine love Let me dance to the accompaniment of beautiful music of bliss I pray from a large distance away But I know between us there isn't distance any Sharath, the child of sai prays to Lal Shahbaaz Qalander to bless One and all in the Universe For they are verily his manifold forms For in e...

Om Shree Ganeshaya Namaha! Om Shree Sainaathaya Namaha! First I bow before Lambodhara, The foremost lord of the universe This world is but your varied manifestation I beg you to help me to sing but your glory On this night, when the Full moon is bright One reads the Vedas and contemplates on Brahman Another reads the Kalma from Quran and says Allah Ho Akbar Another chants verses from Gurbani and says Wahe Guru The agnostics seek Nirvana from their Sutras The atheists want the same from their Tirtankaras Those who read the psalms from Bible contemplate on Yehwah They are all singing but your glory tonight oh Sadguru For thou art that, which everyone craves for In different forms and things we seek but you The air we breathe, and the water we drink are but one Likewise all the forms that the eyes can and cannot behold Are but your manifold incarnations There is no place devoid of you Truth be told you have no name nor form You take both to please your devotees You know the workings of th...

Your names are countless And yet you are nameless Your forms are numerous Yet you are essentially formless They say you are in heaven They say you sit on a throne They say there are around you gardens They say we are all sinners and must ask you pardons And yet how can you be only in some place When you are formless and everywhere? One need not go far to seek you For you are verily inside Everything and everywhere is your realm That means you are also within every being How then have we committed sin? For aren't you the only one there within? This world is verily a dream and an illusion All the various names and forms are a projection of your thought The true principle from the smallest to the biggest Is you and an illusion is the rest You see through you yourself Where then is the room for me? When I look at the clearing from here, I see me When I look from there, I see you Hallaj asked you "who art thou?" You replied simply "thou" The water evaporates only To ...

In this universe vast there are Several beautiful things to behold But what is more benign and beautiful Than to behold your smiling countenance When I look to you, you return the glance It fills me with bliss and puts me in a trance This universe is a harsh desert To me, You are the only oasis in it Like a mother you take care of me No matter where I go I am always under your gaze You see me all the time, It is my wish to see you too My eyes cannot see you,as you are essentially formless This makes me sad and helpless You are renowned to satisfy the wishes of your devotees Then hear this child of yours and let me behold you I am your child and I may have many defects But oh most merciful Mother Sai, please let me behold you Even if it is a dream, or reality Please let me see you again You appeared to me as Panduranga The most ancient diety of Pandharapura I wish to behold you again Let my mind think of you all the time Let "Sai" be always on my lips May your lotus feet alway...

Om Shree Ganeshaaya Namaha! I bow to the foremost lord of the Universe. Thou art essentially formless oh Lambodhara. By worshiping you alone all obstacles are quelled. Hold the hands of your child oh Mother of mine and guide me in narrating your divine splendor. For in describing you the Vedas have merely said "Not this, Not this"! Even the thousand tongued Adi Shesha upon whom you rest cannot describe your glory fully. What about a dullard like me? Kindly bless me and as I am an instrument in your hands, help me sing your glory. About 12 miles from the banks of river Godavari is the holy land called Shirdi. It is like the Ayodhya of Lord Rama, or the Vrindavana or Dwaraka of Lord Krishna. For the lord manifested there as Sainath Maharaj. Essentially formless, the Maharaj had attained the form for the sake of the devotees. Those who were blessed and had a store of good merits got to touch the lotus feet of this Samartha Sadguru. Whether he was a Hindu or Yavana none could tel...

Om Jai Sairam! Verily blessed is he who takes delight in listening to the stories of the saints. It is by his store of merits that he has got such an opportunity. It is extremely difficult to see the beginning or the end of a Saint's life which is verily an incarnation of god. Santha (Saint) and Anantha (God) are one. Just as a child struggles to walk and is susceptible to fall, I feel helpless when trying to sing their glory. However just as a child can walk with the help of the mother's firm hand holding it's hand I cling onto the hand of Sai ma (Mother Sai) the Sadguru to help me in describing his glory. You are the veritable Panduranga, the ancient deity of Pandharpur. Oh consort of Rukmai (Mother Rukmini), please hold my hand and help me sing your glory, for I take delight in nothing else. Your glory is unfathomable and only you can explain them. I submit my ego at your lotus feet, kindly help me sing the glory of your incarnation as the blessed boy saint Jnanadeva. ...

At night the baby cries And the mother comes running Sleep, food she thinks of not Her baby is always in her thought You are no different oh Sadgurunaatha You are to your devotees a mother, oh sainaatha Just as a mother bestows on her child affection To the beautiful moon and stars she draws his attention When with the pain of worldly miseries I cried Seeing your divine splendor my pain vanished The world had become inhospitable To many a places I went to be comfortable All the doors were closed in my face Of comfort and solace there was no trace Only in your Masjid were the doors open Only there did my misery lessen I received all the comfort and solace There came tears of joy on my face In your lotus feet I found everything Other than these there really is nothing May you ever in my mind and heart reside May I ever find you when I look inside --Dedicated to the Lotus feet of the Sadguru Shree Satchitananda Sadguru Sainath Maharaj Ki Jai! Bow to Shree Sai! Peace be to all!

Found in the Bhagirati by Tamal You among saints a jewel Try whatever the Mullahs might They could not find you a name right The Almighty's name came up every time To abandon you was the Mullah's claim Al-Kabir cannot be a person's name The very idea they said is insane The weaver refused to let go With the name of Kabir you grew You wore a tilak on your young forehead Much to the consternation of the Mosque's head Allah and Ram distinction there was none You said all are his children and god is one Your longing for god drove you to the river To see the divine feet of Swami Ramanand, of bliss the bestower You heard him chant the name of Rama Took it to your heart and fell at your deva(Lord) Accepted a Yavana as a disciple Other disciples did him despise The lord does not come to you by ringing bells Or by running to the Mosque listening to the Mullah's yells Your words angered the Hindu and Yavana alike Your concept of unity everyone did dislike They asked you what...

In the dense forest a path I found In it I was walking around Saw dark clouds in the sky Frightened, the birds began to fly I had nowhere to go I did not know what to do In torrents came down the rain I continued in great pain Many houses I saw along the way When I sought shelter, the residents said nay I reached a masjid finally I was drenched and hurt really The fakir who lived there allowed me inside He allowed me to in that place reside An ever burning fire made me dry His love and compassion made me cry I found that he did not only reside in the Masjid small But he lived in the hearts of one and all Finally I was residing somewhere The Masjid's boundaries covered everywhere The experience is no doubt mystical The Guru's benign presence is blissful This was the abode of existence, knowledge and bliss Hidden along the path, it was easy to miss --Dedicated to the Lotus feet of the Sadguru Shree Satchitananda Sadguru Sainath Maharaj Ki Jai! Avadhuta Chintana Shree Gurudeva D...

Do I call you Chanchal Bharati You appeared to some as Maruthi Do I call you as Digambar Baba You reappeared in Shirdi as Sai Baba Do I call you Shree Swami Samartha You alone are Brahma,Vishnu and Shiva Do I call you Akkalkot Maharaj To the emperors all over you are the Mahraj Fortunate was the raiseldar of the prison To be one of the first to get your darshan Lord Narasimha Saraswathi Went to Kardalivana In a float of flowers oh digambara To be found by a wood cutter's axe Inside an ant hill was your divine form Fortunate were people in Mangalveda They Saw Damaji Panth and you oh Digambara The world is like a fierce storm Your form in the heart can only quell Oh long armed blessed lord Getting your feet is very hard Only by store of merits in lives past Is one able to attain your devotion fast You are verily Brahma Saguna You are by nature nirguna For the sake of devotees dear You have come to them near Oh Swami, you are like a mother to your devotees Always protect us by your lo...