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YOU FOUND ME by Maira De La Cruz


I began to relish expressing my thoughts on paper in a summer night while residing in the holy city of Vrindavan, India.

I had been writing before in the U.S. but it was different there; I would write for my own self. I considered my writings to be very private and was always very hesitant to share my real self.

While traveling India I began to feel inspired, surrounded by so much spiritual beauty. I heard a voice from within urging me to stop being so selfish to share the love I felt for Godhead. Krishna, the beloved of the Gopis in Vraj, has found me and called me back towards him.

My life has changed completely into happiness and positive energy has been flowing through my veins from the very beginning of my Krishna Conscious life, which happened only a few years ago in the Summer of 2011. In this poem I glorify and express my gratitude towards Krishna for bringing me back to life.

*You Found Me

I am found!
No longer lost in the concrete jungle of the world.
I see the fresh path that is true and green.

Thus, I sing to you with cymbals of gratitude
and drums that beat your love and glories 
into the hearts of the sincere.

Love.
Like a giant wave that crashes...
Plundering and purifying...
Inundating the city of nine gates
where the soul lies asleep.

Wake up sleeping souls!
Stop dreaming up illusions!

No time to waste.
Time is life. Time is death.


The divine sun that is your soul within
wishes to rise above the dark clouds of ignorance.


Blazing light.
Smiling rays.
I see truth.


Maira De La Cruz: I was born in the U.S. in California. I am a lover of music, art, and literature. I follow the path of Bhakti. Bhakti can refer to a practice of yoga, a spiritual discipline meant to bring one to a state of pure love and devotion to the Supreme Person, God or Krishna. Having been inspired by visiting the Holy land of India, I am now pursuing a new found dream of sharing my art and poetry in hopes of initiating an awakening in others to their true consciousness. Most of my work is a compilation of personal experiences and inner realizations throughout my spiritual journey of self-discovery. My form of writing can be considered esoteric, off beat, and completely free flowing. It consists of “conversations” with God, myself, nature, and humanity at large. I see my writing as an offering to the Lord and in this way I wish to please him, his devotees, and anyone who happens to read them. You may connect with me on facebook here. 

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