I could just never find an authentic expression
For devotion in a temple or at the foot
Of a mountain or guru
There’s too much adolescent child in me
Perhaps, or I’m being asked to adopt
Something to foreign in concept
Is it that devotion comes naturally to children
We see our master, our parent, as divine All Knowing
A good guru lets his children become adolescents
Seeing perhaps limits or restrictions or ceilings
And needing to venture further
And then perhaps come home or maybe not
Only, as a child, I didn’t see the Divine
outside of my self
Tags: 2008, culture shock, devotion, india, musings, spiritual, wisdom
