Poem by Uttara Dasi
Just at the end of night, when all is still And hung with blindness, breeding dark decay, The sun, with rays of cleansing, living light Moves forth on the horizon, and brings day; So an Acharya comes, bearing the light Of love of God, the clearest beams of all. He is... read morePrabhupada by Patit Uddharan
Paramhansa of the nectar lake Did You Your own True Love forsake, Leaving His sweet and fragrant breast To come to this world of birth and death? Or is this a helping hand You lend While this world of matter You transcend? I am perplexed. Please, let it be known: Have... read more