I sat down in front of the holly pictures of Swami,
among the crowded devotees,
didn’t know “why should I come to the place..”
Am I looking for peaceful, calmness, or…
They appeared and sat down on the two red plastic chairs.
They looked old, as well as energetic, good-looking, and full of love.
They were Uncle Robert and Uncle Rita, both from America.
Talked in a calm way, while the translator tried hard to convey their utterances.
Then there was a moment that I couldn’t hardly persist my tears when they said..
“turn to God, turn to Bagavan, because He is your mother,
Because He is your father…
Who always walks besides you as a friend..
“He never walked in front of you because you may left behind,
neither walked behind you- worried later you won’t looked at the back..”
“He chooses to be next to you, to be your friend, every time- any where…”
God is always there,
never let you walking alone..
I love you, God,
and thank you so much for you massive love
that I couldn’t ever count it…