To Prabhupäda with Love

********To Prabhupäda with Love*********

Those early days of morning walks and garden talks are gone,
But in my mind I know they will still live on and on;
But how do you thank someone who has taken you from mäyä to Kåñëa?
It isn’t easy, but I’ll try.
If you wanted the sky, I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high,
“To Prabhupäda, with Love.”
Those awkward years have hurried by—where did they y away?
When will we all grow up and become pure devotees one day?
Why do I always misspend time and keep my mind in the world outside?
What is there for you I can buy?
If you wanted the world, I’d surround it with a wall,
I’d scrawl these words with letters ten feet tall,
“To Prabhupäda, with Love.”
The time did come,
You left us books, and long last looks did end,
And when you left
I knew that I was losing my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong,
And weak from strong—
That’s a lot to learn.
What, what can I give you in return?
If you wanted the moon, I would try to make a start,
But I would rather you let me give my heart,
“To Prabhupäda, with Love.”

Your most insignicant, eternal servant,
Danaver Goswami
Taken from Vyasa Puja Offering 2008