Saraswati's Song
Each morning when I rise before dawn
Before I open closed eyes I may see
The essence of my soul’s *etheric body
That dwells deeply inside of me.
As I look at my face in the mirror,
Or is my face really looking at me?
I see a strange looking lady there
In hopeful longing to be set free.
Saraswati please play your sweet music
On your veena now called mandolin. . .
Please enlighten all of my senses
To discern I’ve been reborn again.
I defer to your wisdom dear Goddess
In knowing of my earthborn plight.
My *karma like an opaque veil is lifted
As your song within my heart takes flight.
This poem is about the realization of my purpose here.
Note: *Saraswati is the Hindu Goddess of music, arts, and wisdom
Saraswati actually plays the kacchapi which is an ancient Hindu musical instrument
more recently known as a veena which most resembles a mandolin.
*Etheric body:
The etheric body is but one of many bodies of man, reflecting, in miniature, the
seven planes of the universe. The etheric has been described as a network of fine
energy strands permeated with fire, or as a web animated with golden light. It is the
golden bowl. These informative extracts are taken from the writings of the Tibetan
Master via the books of Alice A. Bailey
*Karma: (Hinduism and Buddhism) the effects of a person's actions that determine
his destiny in his next incarnation
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2010
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