May 12 2009 What is doubt, my Lord?
Apr 29 2009 Srila Prabhupada - a poem on him
Apr 27 2009 Communion
Mar 3 2009 The Naked Form of Matter
Feb 18 2009 Yet we need them
Feb 12 2009 Spiritually Miraculous and Magical
Jan 30 2009 Smiling Flowers
Jan 21 2009 May our Souls come Together to Sing and Dance
Jan 5 2009 Lesson’s from the Aging Body
Dec 26 2008 The Soul and Heart inside the Physical Covering
Dec 16 2008 Overcoming Familiarity by Becoming Conscious
Oct 21 2008 Prayer To The Lord
Oct 18 2008 Death and Redemption
Oct 9 2008 Reality Beckons
Oct 9 2008 The Search for Freedom
Oct 1 2008 Intensity of Prayer
Sep 26 2008 Reflections at the Japa Retreat 2
Sep 9 2008 Before Enlightenment Stacking Wood
Aug 28 2008 After the Sun has set
Jul 28 2008 Divine Change Agent
Jul 22 2008 Is Yard Work Devotional Service?
Jul 5 2008 A Warriorās Prayer
Jun 17 2008 Rise Sun
May 28 2008 Oh Krishna!
Apr 12 2008 A Fool for Love
Dec 10 2007 Poems from Soldier-Sage
Dec 3 2007 Sankirtan arena of perpetual life
Nov 23 2007 Come and See
Nov 15 2007 Prabhupadaās books
Nov 8 2007 A poem about Srila Prabhupada
Nov 7 2007 A Poetic Rendition of Damodarastakam
After You steal butter, Your earrings dance and shine, as You flee Your mother in Gokula pastimes. Though you are all blissful, all knowing, ever-new. Greatest of controllers, Your mother controls You.
Oct 28 2007 Gurvastakam
Oct 1 2007 My realization at no request
In executing any instruction one should try his level best, And Sri Krishna will certainly do the rest. For if not so then maya will be one's guest. Don't take chances, she is a tenebrous pest.
Sep 26 2007 IN PRAISE OF BACK TO GODHEAD
I forever bow down at the lotus feet of Back To Godhead Srila Prabhupada's matchless gift to the world Born of his oceanic compassion to lead us out of our dark night Into the uplifting light of Godhead
Aug 22 2007 LISTEN MY HEART
Listen my heart to the ancient Voice of our dearmost Friend Who eagerly awaits our return
Jul 30 2007 Chariots of Love
Lord Jagannath, almighty God! How sweet is this your mystic form, appearing from your own abode, you lead us to our long lost home.