Said the visitor to the Ashram….
“Oh Ashram….how do you bring such peace?”
Said the Ashram to the visitor…
“I am the rocks, I am the trees,
I am the gentle ocean breeze.
I am the cat, I am the cows,
I am the fruit upon the bows.
I am ‘Om’ at breakfast, lunch and dinner,
I am Anna trying to get thinner.
I am ants, and mozies, geckos, too,
I am sunsets with an orange hue.
I am sunlight warm upon your face,
I am Louisa’s smile full of grace
I am all the members warm and kind,
Exuding love for all mankind
I am morning yoga that Jen does teach,
Bending our bodies so we may reach.
I am warm ballads at Jackson’s hand,
I am Louise’s sweet voice to fill the land.
I am the Dutch girls journey to sew their oats,
I am cement walls with Gandhi quotes
I am food that made with T L C,
I am so much more than you can see.
I am morning pancakes, tempe, too
I am food that’s too good to be true.
I am Kawi’s lessons out by the sea,
I am peace and love and Harmony.
I am Terry’s example of a gentle soul
His peaceful spirit should be our goal.
So you see my visitor, its simple, its true…
I am nothing that’s not inside of you
Candidasa October 10 / 2011
(with thanks to Tracy, our October 2011 guest from Canada, as penned on the Ashram’s guest-book. Posted on her behalf as she’s still ‘Ashram-crawling’ – our ashram was the test run? – now in India. Om Shantih Tracy!)