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THE ESSENCE by Krishna Priya Dasi


 This is the first poem from my poetry book Lotus Lyrics…
  
My book, Lotus Lyrics, is based upon the teachings of Bhagavad-gita As It Is by
A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami. Bhagavad-gita means `Song of God' and was extracted from the Mahabharata, an ancient Sanskrit epic poem. It contains a discussion between Lord Krishna and His devotee and friend Arjuna on human nature and the purpose of life.

Bhagavad-gita As It Is inspired and helped me immensely to cross all the obstacles I encountered in my challenging life. 

This poem is based upon five topics of the Bhagavad-gita scripture. I wrote this poem after major brain surgery when I was very dizzy and struggling with coordination between eyes and hands. One topic from this poem: “Time”, inspired me to write my poetry even though I was in a very critical situation, as I meditated on how the time that passes will never again return.

The Essence

The Supreme Lord
The position of the Supreme Lord is
The supreme consciousness beyond contamination.
He is both the creator and the enjoyer
And controller of the cosmic manifestation.

The Living Entity
The position of the living entity is
Part and parcel of the Supreme Personality.
He is the person created and enjoyed
And controlled by the highest authority.

Nature
The manifestation of nature
Is not false but temporary.
The nature cycle works eternally
Though it comes and goes momentarily.

Time
Time never stays for anyone
No power can stop or hold,
It passes like a blowing wind
Not possible to be controlled.

Activity
The result of activity is certain
Whether we get it today or tomorrow.
Depending upon our different deeds,
We achieve either happiness or sorrow.

(This poem was originally published in Lotus Lyrics available here
Painting by Krishna Priya Dasi


Krishna Priya Dasi is a disciple of His Holiness Lokanath Swami, in the bhakti-yoga tradition under His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada. She was born in Rajasthan, India and was raised in Jaipur. Although she encountered major structural and bone problems from the beginning of her life she was trained in traditional Rajasthani painting and one of her paintings ‘Rasa-Lila’, appears on the front cover of Graham Schweig’s book, Dance of Divine Love. She is also a talented henna body artist, and is the author and illustrator of a poetry book titled: “Lotus Lyrics”, based on Bhagavad-gita As It Is by His Divine Grace Srila Prabhupada. Her first cookbook “The Art of Indian Sweets” has been well praised, so she is currently working on several more. She can be via e-mail krsnapriyad96@gmail.com or at her website here, or facebook here

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  1. It is wonderful and inspiring that the Gita's wisdom helped you through your physical challenges and -on top of that- poured out of you in the form of poetry during such trying times! Thank you for sharing this with us on "Journey of The Heart", dear Krishna Priya. And for sharing your beautiful art as well! Please know that you are welcome to send in more of your poems and art as you feel inspired to do so.

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