(Alan “Jim” Young) aka Nrsimhadeva Das The lion cub, he cuddled, and lived a song, of immense compassion — when things went wrong. Ready to pounce and hug you tight, and hear the dramas of your sorry plight. I remember fondly in 1984, when I...
Author: Paul Rodney Turner
The Golden Avatar, Chaitanya Mahaprabhu What is that Name — the One of infinite fame? A name that inexplicably — always remains the same. Throughout our sojourn — of lives untold, For millions of births — our soul was sold. As we happily ignored, the...
The boy with the blue crystal (POEM)
posted by: Paul Rodney Turner
February 26, 2012
The boy with the blue crystal — his face shines, With expectation — like dry lips to wine. A day is dawning — when the sun shall blaze, Within his heart — destroying the haze. Of endless rebirth and the web of mist, That...
Three Modes of Eating
posted by: Paul Rodney Turner
February 24, 2012
Even food comes in three, don’t you see? There’s a rule that determines quality. Modes of nature—controlling human life, if we don’t learn the science we’re in strife. Pure life, strength, health, and happiness, belong to those in the mode of goodness. Juicy, wholesome, and...
Prabhupada, we are your servants— Food for Life family. Meditation, inspiration— You are everything to me. Prabhupada we’re here to serve you— Your mission is so bold. Save humanity from insanity— No discretion you had told. Prabhupada, you told us clearly— “feed them all your...
We are Food for Life, we are Food for Life— there is hope in sight, you shall be satisfied. Here is Food for Life, here is Food for Life— please come to our side, we will feed you. A holy man once said: “Everyone should...
(How to welcome your guests) Sit right down sir—make yourself at home, my place is yours—I never eat alone. I hope you’re hungry, with a healthy appetite. Allow me to serve, it’ll be all right. Sukta, green salads, bitter and dry, fried potato, fruits and...
Atah sri-krishna-namadi na bhaved grahyam indriyaih sevonmukhe hi jihvadau svayam eva sphuraty adah No one can understand, the transcendental nature— name, form, qualities— pastimes of Sri Krishna Senses are imperfect. Must become spiritual. Through transcendental service, everything is possible. By tasting His prasadam, spiritual vibration—...
Original Song AI Version 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...
What is the use of wasting time, Patience is a virtue – I cannot rhyme, I lay my heart upon the bed, Of roses and glass within my head. I know only love, I long to hear – The sound of my lover – my...