(My gratitude to my dear daughter for help with translation from Spanish to English)

No word can really express what the heart feels when Baba enters to transform and enlighten the life of anyone, but at least expressing gratitude to Whom is beyond words in this form, is an action that is worthy.

With this poem I try to describe an experience that happened to me years ago, a vision of a place I've never seen before, where Swami was surrounded by many people, talking and teaching them. With time, I learned that the place really exists (Brindavan) and was a point of reunion for devotees, where He used to give darshan. At that time, I was unable to travel. However, that was the beginning of a soul journey, from a heart with an unstable faith to complete surrender. Thank you Swami! You are always with us!

Fortunate Trees

In a once

for me unknown

and peaceful place

full of trees

I see your Radiant form

in white garments

by many surrounded.

Some may call it dream

some may call it vision

whatever the name

I assure

Your smile

like thousands of stars

enlighten my soul

and the dark sorrows

that chase me

flee like afraid beasts.

You appear

inside my realms

Like a mother, patiently

teaching, guiding.

Your sun-like face

remains so clear to me

as the most vivid Reality.

I never flew

on a metal bird

to see you, in bone and flesh

but my soul

flew to you

and your universe-holding

Eyes

look at mine

restoring my inner self.

I never spoke to you

but Your Voice

sweet and magnificent

resounds in my mind.

Oh Bhagavan

Sai Jaganath!

How fortunate those

that daily serve you

that follow your path

they truly earn

the sky on earth.

I learned You are more

than your holy face

than your blessed feet

than space or time

than life or death.

So be it in this life

be it in the next

I plea never lose your trail.

If due some karmic events

rebirth is my fate

and a human form

can't achieve

let me serve You,

let me be,

like one

of those fortunate trees!