Guru-Bhai

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Guru-Bhai

A Sonnet

Dear Satprem, apple of our Mother’s eye
From where issued thou, which luminous sky?
By thy burning heart and seeking Sanyasin
Did our journey to Them truly begin.

Her Agenda and your notebooks of toil
Charts our course in this forsaken soil.
What fire made you sailor and hero
What will worked for all our tomorrow?

Thou stood a sentinel by that grim tomb 
Holding Her who is all-world’s womb.
Pursued by these wolves to Land’s End
The Yoga continued, every obstacle did fend.

By Mother and Master art thou our Guru-Bhai
We carry now the Flame and Their immortal story!