The caged bird and the uncaged bird

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Dedicated in memory of my brother Chitta


The caged bird
Is crying for freedom.
The uncaged bird
Is striving for peace.


My Lord,
Your Love has entrapped my eyes
My heart, my life and my all.
May I be allowed to entrap
The hallowed dust of Your Feet?


There goes my Beloved, my sweet Lord,
The anklets ringing on His Feet.
I hear the music of His Flute
Vibrating through the horizons.
If ever my cowherd boy should cast a glance
Behind Him, still He only goes forward.
Let my eyes follow the track
My Beloved treads.
In the twilight hour of the day,
With a sweet and serene smile,
Leading the herds of varied light,
My cowherd boy goes.

4. O my Lord of Beauty

You are beautiful, more beautiful, most beautiful,
Beauty unparalleled in the Garden of Eden.
Day and night may Thy Image abide
In the very depth of my heart.
Without You, my eyes have no vision —
Everything is an illusion, everything is barren.
All around me, within and without,
The melody of tenebrous pangs I hear.
My world is filled with excruciating pangs.
O Lord, O my beautiful Lord,
O my Lord of Beauty,
In this lifetime, even for a fleeting second,
May I be blessed with the boon
To see Thy Face.


My Lord Supreme,
Although You are unknown to my heart,
My heart loves You only.
Although You are unknowable to my mind,
My mind is searching for You only.

6. O Bird of Light

One thought, one tune, one resonance —
Who calls me ever and anon?
I know not where I am.
I know not whither I shall go.
In dark amnesia
Myself I buy, myself I sell.
All I break, again all I build.
All I hope to be mine, mine alone.
Alas, my heart is eclipsed
By dark and wild destruction-night.

O Bird of Light, O Bird of Light,
With your glowing and flowing flames
Do enter into my heart once again.
You are calling me to climb up
And fly into the blue.
But how can I?
My heart is in prison
In the strangled breath of a tiny room.
O Bird of Light, O Bird of Light,
O Bird of Light Supreme,
In me, I pray, keep not an iota of gloom.

7. Between Nothingness and Eternity

Barren of events,
Rich in pretensions
My earthly life.

My real name.

Wholly unto myself

I wrap no soul
In my embrace.

No mentor worthy
Of my calibre
Have I.

I am all alone
Between failure
And frustration.

I am the red thread
Between Nothingness
And Eternity.


Sailing the boat of silver light,
The moon-beauty is fast approaching me.
The sky is vibrating with sweet and melodious songs.
The birds are flying beyond the horizon
To an unknown land.
All my hopes are flying without any destination.
Slowly my life’s evening sets in.

9. Tune me for life

O Master Musician,
Tune me for life again.
The awakening of new music
My heart wants to become.
My life is now mingled
In ecstasy’s height.

10. Be Thou

Be Thou my body
That I may wake.
Be Thou my vital
That I may run.
Be Thou my mind
That I may fly.
Be Thou my heart
That I may dive.
Be Thou my soul
That I may reveal.
Be Thou my Goal
That I may fulfil.
Be Thou my All
That I may only be Yours.

11. A sweet longing

A sweet longing have I
For the mainland of Reality.
No more shall I live a life
Founded upon culled fictions.
Splintered, broken and smashed
Realities of life no more can torture
My intrepid heart.
From now on in my mind
Only God-Reality will blossom,
In my heart
Only God-Love will grow,
In my life
Only God-Embrace will glow.

12. The Goal is won

Your days of orphan-sorrows
Are behind you
Not beside you.
Why, then, do you
Helplessly cry?

Your days of excellence-joys
Are ahead of you
Not beside you.
Why, then, do you not
Immediately run and declare:


Man's eternal question is:
“Who is God?”
God's immediate Answer is:
“My child, who else is God,
If not you?”

14. The answer

Wait and see.
The temporary emptiness
Of not discovering
The answers of life
Cannot last,
For the Answer itself
Is blossoming
Petal by petal
For you.

15. Visions of the emerald Beyond

No more am I the foolish customer
Of a dry, sterile, intellectual breeze.
I shall buy only
The weaving visions of the emerald Beyond.
My heart-tapestry
Shall capture the Himalayan Smiles
Of my Pilot Supreme.
In the burial of my deceased mind,
In the revival of my climbing heart
Is the festival of my all-embracing life.


No no, no!
I no longer exist.
What exists is only a fragile shadow.
And that, too, has lost its existence-life
In a golden lightning spark.


My Absolute Lord Supreme,
This morning
When my heart caught You
In Your Vision-blossoming
Playful mood,
You immediately gave me back
My Eternity’s childhood
To smile at You soulfully,
To play with You sleeplessly
And to dance with You


My heart
Is one of my homes,
But my heart’s only Home
Is God.

19. An iota of gratitude

The seeker’s offering
Of an iota of gratitude to God
Is as beautiful as a rose
Held by God in His own Hand.

20. I know whose I am

I do not know
Who I am,
But I do know
Whose I am.

21. I sing, I smile

I sing because You sing.
I smile because You smile.
Because You play on the flute,
I have become Your flute.
You play in the depths of my heart.
You are mine, I am Yours:
This is my sole identification.
In one Form
You are my Mother and Father eternal,
And Consciousness-moon,
Consciousness-sun, all-pervading.


My Lord,
Your morning Smile
Is my breath
During the entire day.

23. Beauty came to me

Beauty came to me
Like the morning rose.

Duty came to me
Like the morning sun.

Divinity came to me
Like the morning aspiration.


Science assails.
Nature prevails.


Science is God-oblivion.
Nature is the living God.


I gave God my only possession:
A teardrop.
God said, “My child,
Here is your easiest entry
Into My own highest Heaven.”


My evening descends,
And my heart-tears for God
Fall like ecstasy-rain.

28. Oh, when my sadness is sweet

Oh, when my sadness is sweet,
I see God’s Compassion-Feet.

Oh, when my gladness is pure,
I see God’s Illumination-Eye.


My Lord,
I know what I offer You
Is always small, very small,
Yet Your Heart overflows
With Nectar-Delight.
I am prepared
To come into the world
Again and again
Only to fathom Your Love

30. One thing haunts me

My heart is burdened with many things,
But one thing haunts me
At each hush-gap,
And that is the mountain-burden
Of world-sorrow.


My Lord,
I shall not give You
My heart’s harrowing pain.
I shall give You only
My heart’s ever-blossoming smiles.


O let my heart sow!
Let others’ lives reap!


My morning begins,
And I immediately start flying
With God’s universal Oneness-Kite.


O seekers of the past,
O seekers of the present,
O seekers of the future,
You have only one thing
To accomplish:
Please, please do not allow doubts
To invade
This beautiful earth of ours!


A doubting mind
Is always in transit
To nowhere.


Without faith,
A man is like
A waterless cloud.


Do not stop dreaming!
One day your world-peace-dream
Will inundate the entire world.


Power is
Man’s sweet dream-slayer.

Love is
Man’s sweet dream-fulfiller.

39. Ecstasy

What is peace?

What is light?

What is delight?

What is perfection?

40. A moment's truth

A moment’s truth
Can and shall make the world beautiful.

A moment's peace
Can and shall save the world.

A moment's love
Can and shall make the world perfect.


If you are pursuing perfection,
Then patience has to be
Your only luminous companion.


Perfection has no entry visa
To this world of chaos.


Whatever appears to leave us
Actually does not leave us.
Whatever appears to stay with us
Actually does not stay.
Everything is a mystery
Of constant gain and loss.


Man's outer life
Is a fading experience.

Man’s inner life
Is an ever-heightening
And ever-deepening realisation.


Because of power's supremacy,
Our world is heavy
With evening sighs.

Because of love’s intimacy,
Our world is soulful
With morning songs.


Science says,
“God, I can live
Without You.”

Nature says,
“My Lord, I cannot breathe
Without You.”


In vain
God has been looking
For millennia
For His Vision-partner.

48. Beyond the sunrise-sky

Beyond the sunrise-sky.
The Pinnacle-Goal
Before the sunset-cry.


The sky calls me.
The wind calls me.
The moon and stars call me.
The green and dense groves call me.
The dance of the fountain calls me.
Smiles call me, tears call me.
A faint melody calls me.
The morn, noon and eve call me.

Everyone is searching for a playmate.
Everyone is calling, “Come, come!”
One voice, one sound, all around.
Alas, the Boat of Time sails on.


O Time,
The great devourer,
Do come and devour
My heart-sorrows.


There is only one sentence
In God's entire Autobiography:
“The galaxy of stars
And the darkest night
Are inseparably one.”


The day is fast approaching
When the hope-caravan of the seekers
Shall successfully and gloriously
Pass through the frustration-desert.


Only after your God-realisation
Will you be able to know
Whence you came
And whither you go.


Though I do not know
Where this next step leads,
I do know
An unseen Hand
Will guide me blessingfully
To my destination.


I go out
To watch my mind’s exploration.

I come in
To sing my heart's invocation.


The mind that does not search
For God's Light
Eventually is left with only the debris
Of scattered thoughts.


O my heart,
You are desperately trying
To discipline my mind.
Do you not know
That it is as useless
As trying to tame the wind?


The heart-lamb
Is so adorable.
The mind-horse is, alas,
Always ungovernable.


My Lord Supreme,
If You really love me,
Then kidnap my heart
Here and now!

60. I shall listen

I shall listen to Your Command, I shall.
In Your Sky I shall fly, I shall fly.
Eternally You are mine, my very own.
You are my heart's wealth.
For You at night in tears I shall cry.
For You at dawn with light I shall smile.
For You, for You, Beloved, only for You.


My beautiful meditation-birds
Fly before me
Before dawn arrives.


My evening descends
To teach me
How to hear in silence
The heartbeat of the vastness-world.


We must learn once more
That human life
Is the melody of a universal song.

64. Music

O music of love,
From you I learn
The secret of closeness.

O music of will,
From you I learn
The secret of future creation.

O music of silence,
From you I learn
The secret of universal oneness.

O music of surrender,
From you I learn
The secret of cosmic perfection.


My Mother India,
When I think of myself as an Indian
And take pride in my Indian birth,
I immediately start soaring
Upon the melodies and cadences
Of your love.


India is not just a place.
India is not just a people.
India is the celestial music,
And inside that music
Anybody from any corner of the globe
Can find the real significance of life.


My Mother India,
No matter where I am physically,
I most devotedly long
To keep my God-seeker-life
In the foothills
Of your heart’s Himalayas.

68. Centuries have rolled away

Centuries have rolled away,
And still the outer man does not know
Where the inner man
Unmistakably is,
And the inner man does not know
What the outer man
Actually wants.

69. My soul-fire

My soul-fire,
Where can I find you, where?
My ignorance-mire,
When can I transform you, when?


No mind can come
To God’s Country
Without crossing
God's Silence-Bridge.

71. I saw in his eyes

He slept in silence.
I saw in his closed eyes
The Peace of God.

He woke up in silence.
I saw in his blossomed eyes
The Joy of God.

He walked in silence.
I saw in his glowing eyes
The Light of God.

He ran in silence.
I saw in his ambrosial eyes
The Life of God.

72. God came down

I went up
To see God’s beautiful Feet.
God came down
To give me His bountiful Heart.

73. Only one hope

Break asunder all my hopes.
Only keep one hope,
And that hope is to learn
The language of Your inner Silence
In my utter, unconditional surrender.
In Your clear and free Sky
I shall be calm and perfect.
The bird of my heart is dancing today
In the festival of supernal Light.


My Lord,
Now that my love for You
Is strong once more,
And my faith in You
Is strong once more,
I have decided to address
All my petitions and supplications
To Your Lotus-Feet once more.


O my life’s wailing wings of sorrow,
God's fast-descending Compassion-Feet
Will soon console you.

76. Your holy steps

Your holy steps
Have saved my fettered life.

Your holy steps
Have released my encaged soul.


God, I tremble
At Your Greatness.

God, I marvel
At Your Goodness.


Power conquers.
Love wins.

79. God the Lover

We pray to God the Power,
But God the Lover
Answers our prayers.

80. Two things absolutely unparalleled

My Master Lord Supreme,
I love You, I love You only
Because You have given me
Two things absolutely unparalleled:
The map
For the eternal journey
And the courage
For the immortal travelling.


Life’s perfection-road
Is very long,
But the journey is richly rewarding.

82. While walking

While walking along
The avenue of my aspiration-heart,
What do I do?
I harvest my heart’s sunlight.
Slowly, steadily and selflessly.


My evening descends,
And I most affectionately offer my evening
My day's success-joys
And failure-sorrows.


Each aspiring life
Is a prolonged
And extensive Dream
Of God.


My Lord,
Every word You say
Melts my aspiration-heart.

“My child,
Every promise you make
Enlarges My Cosmic Vision.


If only one man
Can satisfy God unconditionally,
Then he expedites humanity’s evolution.


Alas, a very limited time
Is granted to the mighty souls
To perform the mightiest
On earth.


So simple a thing as love divine,
Alas, nobody wants.
So sweet a thing as oneness perfect,
Alas, nobody needs.

89. A tree without roots

Life without love
Is a flower
Without fragrance.

Love without oneness
Is a fruit
Without taste.

Oneness without God
Is a tree
Without roots.


Only one flag
Flies above all the rest:
The flag of universal oneness.


I wish to be
A perpetual student
Of the world-unity-university.


The mind
Is a world-peace-stranger
A world-peace-strangler.


God wants
Each and every aspiring heart
To be a universal peace-shrine.


When the age of reason ends,
The heart of peace
Will inundate the entire world.


This is the era of peace-freedom-lovers
And not of world-renunciation-cave-dwellers.


My morning begins
And I am immediately embraced
By world-peace-dreamers
And world-happiness-lovers.


My evening descends,
And I see and feel
That even the very dust
Of my evening-world
Is full of celestial bliss.


Beauty _non-pareil_ has blossomed
In the heart of
The subtle atom-tapestry.


I love, I love, I love.
I love the silver process of seeing.
I love the golden progress of the seen.
I love the diamond fulness of the Seer.

100. The garden of love-light

In the garden of love-light,
In silence-dream,
O Beauty Eternal!
This heart of mine is in Your Embrace.

101. My supreme moment

This is my day;
I love it.

This is my morning God-Hour,
I need it.

This is my supreme moment,
I am it.


Let my mind
Be as old as the world itself,
But I want my heart
To be as young as a bud.


Each child
Is a new wonder.
Each child
Is a new discoverer.
Each child
Is an ever-new dawn-harbinger.

104. A feeble cry, a sweet smile

A little ripple
Wakes the sea.

A tiny thought
Shakes the world.

A feeble cry
Brings the Supreme.

A sweet smile
Fulfils the Supreme.


My Lord,
I beg of You to give me
The capacity to ceaselessly cry
At Your Lotus-Feet
Until all my voice is lost.


Man says to God,
“My Lord,
Please, please deepen Your Love
For me.”

God says to man,
“My child,
Please, please ripen your need
For Me.”


My Lord,
Each time I come near You,
You just run away.
Why, why, my Lord?

“My child,
Just to increase your heart-hunger
In measureless measure.”


The loveliness of your face
Comes from the God-nearness
Of your heart.


My morning begins
With a special Message from God:
“Each second is a golden opportunity
To fly to the Beyond.”


My evening descends
To feed me
With the Silence-Bliss
Of God's Footfalls.

111. In my heart-dawn and soul-sun

I loved my life’s morning walks.
Hope-beauty led my eyes and guided my steps.
I love my life’s midday runs.
Reality’s naked life
Has sent uncertainty into destruction-exile.
I shall love my life’s evening stumblings.
Life divine shall embrace the abyss of science.
Evening does not mark the end.
Evening is the precursor of a purer dawn
And a brighter sun.
In my heart-dawn, my preparation shall begin.
In my soul-sun, my perfection shall bloom.


Science is desperately searching
For the cosmic key.
Nature already has it.

113. The inner problem

All the world’s dire problems
Can be solved only when
The inner problem is solved.
What is the inner problem?
The inner problem is:
Who am I?

114. O pilgrim-soul

O pilgrim-soul,
Is in your untiring feet.

O pilgrim-soul,
Is in your unblinking eyes.

O pilgrim-soul,
Is in your unbending head.

O pilgrim-soul,
Is in your unthinking heart.


Blow your readiness-conch
On your way
To God's Palace.

Play your willingness-violin
On your way
To God’s Palace.

Play your eagerness-flute
On your way
To God's Palace.


Arise in the morning,
The Victory of God
Inside the body
Of humanity.

Smile in the evening,
The Victory of God
Inside the breath
Of humanity.


My morning begins
With a soulful salutation
To world-harmony-lovers.

118. Each song is a flame

Each soulful song is a flame
In the aspiring heart.
Where is that heart?
It is in the supreme art
Of constant self-giving.


Each God-manifestation-dreamer
On earth
Is a supreme herald
Of a new age.


The fast-approaching 21st century
Will establish the fragrance
Of the soul-music
And banish the thunderstorm-music
Of the vital.


When my Lord plays upon my life-flute,
He gives me the boundless capacity
To walk along His royal Road
To reach His Immortality’s Heart-Kingdom.


I shall make a widespread search,
Just to have a glimpse of God.

123. Unless you believe

Unless you believe in the unknown,
How can you eventually
Successfully grow into the Unknowable?


I go out
To enjoy my mind's sound-adventure.

I come in
To enjoy my heart’s peace-pilgrimage.


My mind wants to become
A peace-ambassador.
My heart wants to become
A peace-student.
My life wants to become
A peace-servant.


Our minds must kneel
In order to rise.
Our hearts must dream
In order to fly.


A man may be
But his dreams can be


My evening descends
To help me breathe the fragrance
Of a new dream-world.


When I go out,
I unmistakably see that there are many realities
That I have not even touched.

When I come in,
I clearly see that God has myriad Dreams
That He has not yet manifested.


The deplorable fate of humanity
Is that it is apt to bathe
In a sea of unfulfilled promises.


Millennia have come and gone,
But humanity still takes
On the road to its God-Destination.

132. One question remains

One question
And will always remain
Who is _not_ God?


A life that does not aspire
Is, indeed, a failure-life
That returns again and again
Through Eternity’s revolving door.

134. Ecstasy's unmeasured skies

If you have an aspiration-flight,
In the long run
You are bound to reach
Ecstasy’s unmeasured skies.

135. O voyageur of time

O voyager of time,
Onward you proceed
And offer to the world
Your achievement-light.
Much have you to discover,
Much have you to offer,
O voyager of time.


Each individual
Is a runner along Eternity’s Road,
Passing on
The inspiration-torch of life.


My morning begins
With a pilgrim-heart-journey
Towards the Unknowable.


My prayer
Is my life’s anchor.
My meditation
Is my life’s compass.


When I meditate,
I see a peace-bird
Folding its wings
Over my heart-nest.


My Lord,
I have come to realise
That my mind-palace
Has no peace.
Could You suggest
Another place?

“My child,
Yes, I can:
Your heart-cottage.”


A heart of silence
Is the perfect answer
To my mind's volley of questions.


Doubt rightly deserves
To be
A homeless beggar.


Each heart
Has to be brave
To cross the scorching desert
Of the mind.


What the world needs from you
Is your heart’s abiding faith
And not
Your mind’s towering philosophy.


Be not enamoured
Of what you see outwardly.
Be not indifferent
To what you feel inwardly.


God's Heart
Knows how to whisper.
Man’s mind
Knows how to whimper.

147. An old disease

Doubt is an old disease.
Faith is an old medicine.
Compassion is an old doctor.
Concern is an old nurse.


There is no stormy day
In human life
That cannot be transformed
Into the brightest sunrise.

149. The message of surrender

Today You have given me
The message of surrender.
I have offered to You
My very flower-heart.
In the dark night with tears,
In the unknown prison-cell of illusion,
In the house of the finite,
No longer shall I abide.
I know You are mine.
I have known this, Mother,
O Queen of the Eternal.


Today my joy
Knows no bounds,
For I am seeing the ashes
Of my mind-edifice.


There is a sempiternal bond
My nothingness
God’s Fulness.


Two most precious lifelong experiences
Are engraved on my heart:
I am not indispensable
My Lord Supreme is unconditional.


Gratitude and surrender
Are two transient visitors
To this earth-planet.


A gratitude-heart
Is the master key
That opens up all the rooms
Of God’s Heart-Palace.


My Lord Beloved Supreme,
I am not praying to You
To give me what You have
And what You are.
I am praying to You
To take what I have
And what I am.


I clearly see
That if I want to make
The fastest progress in my life,
Then nothing is trivial
And nothing is unimportant.


The moment I say and feel
That I am an eternal beginner,
I become the possessor
Of boundless joy.


Each new day beckons you
To walk on the road
Of self-transcendence.


My Lord,
Sorrows attend my eyes
And tears attend my heart
When I fail to be intoxicated
By Your outer Beauty
And Your inner Fragrance.


God’s Greatness,
You are my hope-excellence.

God's Goodness,
You are my promise-radiance.


God's first Smile was born
The day humanity awoke
To His Light.


God has a habit of repeating Himself
So that nobody remains
With His Philosophy unlearned.


Each blossoming century
Begins with a new Hope
From God’s Heart
And a new Promise
From God's Eye.


Will never be over.


My morning begins
With a most beautiful Present
From my Lord Beloved Supreme.
What is the Present?
A huge love-tree
To shelter many, many God-crying hearts.


My Lord, do give me the capacity
To wipe every tear
From every heart.


Heaven showers its bliss-petals
On those who sleeplessly
Love God.

168. A time for everything

Morning is the time
For my loving heart
To feed my child-God.

Evening is the time
For my loving heart
To dance with my Beloved-God.

Night is the time
For my loving heart
To confide in my partner-God.


My Lord Supreme,
Come, come today.
I have reserved a special seat for You.
Please come and take Your seat.


What I wanted
Was a flicker of hope.
But my Lord came
And stood before me
To give me
His Infinity's All.

171. Your love-play is my world

In secrecy supreme I see You.
You live in my eyes, in my sleep,
In my dreams, in my sweet wakefulness.
In the stupendous mirth of life,
In the abysmal lap of death,
You I behold.
Your Love-Play is my world.


He met his long-forgotten Friend,
Deep in the embrace of peace.


Wherever he goes
His heart carries for him
A thousand prayer-flowers.

174. The hero marches along

He who has loved this world
Has only got excruciating pangs.
The world has thrown on him
All ugliness, filth, dirt and impurity.
Yet the hero marches along,
Carrying the burden of the entire world.
At the end of his teeming struggles
He will go and stand at the Feet
Of his Lord Supreme.


To God,
I gave my very best.
To me,
His All He gave.


God's final words of advice to me:
“On you march,
On you march,
On you march, My child.”

177. O my Boatman

O my Boat, O my Boatman,
O message of Transcendental Delight,
Carry me.
My heart is thirsty and hungry,
And it is fast asleep at the same time.
Carry my heart to the other shore.
The dance of death I see all around.
The thunder of destruction indomitable I hear.
O my Inner Pilot, You are mine,
You are the Ocean of Compassion infinite.
In You I lose myself,
My all in You I lose.

178. Allow me not to forget You

Lord, allow me not to forget You.
If ever I forget You,
Do torture my heart ruthlessly.
If excruciating pangs shall compel me
To forget You,
Do awaken me with Your infinite Compassion.

My Lord,
If ever the sleep of death attacks me,
Do come and protect me.
Do remain inside my sleeping heart.
I have not asked You for anything
Meaningful and fruitful.
Do allow me not to forget You.

179. The pilgrims of the Lord Supreme

We are the pilgrims of the Lord Supreme
On the Path of Infinity.
At this time we have broken asunder
Obstruction’s door.
We have broken asunder
The night of tenebrous darkness, inconscience
And the eternal, indomitable fear of death.
The Boat of the supernal Light’s dawn
Is beckoning us,
And the World-Pilot
Of the hallowed bond of Love divine
Is beckoning us.
The Liberator’s Hands are drawing us
To the Ocean of the great Unknown.
Having conquered the life-breath
Of the Land of Immortality,
And carrying aloft the Banner
Of the Lord Supreme,
We shall return —
We, the drops and flames
Of transformation-light.


My Lord,
Your morning Smile
Is my breath
During the entire day.

Editor's note

The poems in this volume were selected by the poet himself. They span the years from 1971 to 1998 and have been gathered from the poet's following published works:

My Lord’s Secrets Revealed (1971)

My Flute (1972)

The Garden of Love-Light (1973)

The Dance of Life (1973)

The Wings of Light (1974)

The Goal Is Won (1974)

Europe-Blossoms (1974)

Supreme, Teach Me How to Cry (1974)

Supreme, Teach Me How to Surrender (1975)

Transcendence-Perfection (1975)

Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance (1976)

Ten Thousand Flower-Flames (1979-83)

My Fifty Gratitude-Summers (1981)

I Am Ready (1982)

Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants (1983-98)

I Pray Before I Lift (1986)

O My Heart (1988)

I Am My Life’s God-Hunger-Heart (1994)

My Lord, I Pray to You (1994)

Immensity-Peace-Sea-Experiences (1995)

Power and Love (1996)

Today (1996)

My Morning Begins (1996)

My Evening Descends (1996)

Two God-Amusement-Rivals (1996)

Science and Nature (1996)

Mother India (1997)

I Go Out, Come In (1997)

God’s Greatness and God’s Goodness (1998)

I Am Flying and Flying and Flying (1998)

My Lord’s Lotus-Feet Versus My Devotion-Heart (1998)

Retirement Not Granted (1998)

Eso Eso Prabhu (1998)

Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees (1998)