An Instrument in Your Cricket Symphony




This poem was inspired when Devaji played this recording of crickets slowed way down in satsang. It was so beautiful it brought me to tears.

Dear God,

Strip away this arrogant mind
and all it's worldly desires
fix my Gaze upon only You.

Reduce me to nothing
So that I may be 
just a finely tuned instrument
in your perfect cricket symphony.



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