Spiritual Life Begins with the Tongue

Spiritual
life begins—
at the
tongue, we are told.
That
wagging piece of flesh, it seems
has a
mystery to unfold.
Vibrating
sounds and tasting—
two things
we all adore.
Unfortunately,
due to ignorance,
we choose a
sorry score.
Instead of
love and submission,
lust
controls our heart’s desire.
Like moths
before a fire,
no coaxing
do we require.
If only we
would listen,
to those
who have walked this way—
following
their example,
doing what
they say.
O’ when my
Lord will I learn to,
follow that
path divine,
when my
senses become Your servants,
and love
and devotion are mine.
When my
tongue cries out in earnest,
for the
nectar of Your name,
and hankers
for the satisfaction,
of Your
prasadam just the same.
O’ You my
Lord are so merciful,
to appear
so divinely;
Your
prasadam so delicious,
engages my
tongue properly.
Instead of
love and devotion,
lust
controls my hearts desire;
misusing my
independence,
I remain
the servant of maya.
No more
independence,
no more
foolish lust,
pure sensual
enjoyment,
with love
and trust. (repeat)
(From the Prasada Sevaya CD (c) 1996 Food for Life Global) Written by Priyavrata


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