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    Master, O Master – A Devotional Poem on Surrender and Spiritual Awakening

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    From the blindness of ego to the clarity of grace — a poetic hymn to the eternal guide within.

    🕉️ “Not by my effort did I reach the light — it was the Master who became my eyes.”


    ✨ Introduction – The Inner Pilgrimage

    There are paths we walk with feet…

    …and there are paths only the soul can walk.

    In the pride of knowledge, we wander.

    In the hunger of desire, we stray.

    But when the soul cries — not for success, not for liberation, but for truth

    the Master appears.

    Not always in form.

    Sometimes as silence.

    Sometimes as a question that won’t leave.

    Sometimes as a voice, a vision, or a verse that reshapes the inner sky.

    This blog is my offering to that eternal Master — the light of my soul, the one who showed me the way home.


    📜 The Poem – Verses of Devotion and Awakening


    Verse 1: The Fall into Ignorance

    In the pride of ignorance I drifted deep and far

    Lost in shadows blind to wisdom’s guiding star

    Bhāva:

    Pride makes us believe we know.

    But real knowing begins when ego breaks — when we admit: I am lost.


    Verse 2: The Master Appears

    To life’s sacred gates you led me near

    Unveiling skies where peace is crystal clear

    Bhāva:

    The Master never forces. He leads.

    Like the moon guiding the tides, he brings the seeker to the gate — but never opens it without readiness.


    Verse 3: The Invocation

    Master, O Master, light of my soul

    You guide me to truth, you make me whole

    Master, O Master, endless and true

    Every step I take I owe to You

    Bhāva:

    These lines are a mantra — a surrender in rhythm.

    The seeker doesn’t ask anymore — he bows.


    Verse 4: Veils of the Heart

    Wrapped in veils of darkness my heart lay still

    Entangled in threads of endless desire and will

    Bhāva:

    Desire is not evil. But when it becomes a web, we forget our wings.

    The Master does not cut — he burns softly, through presence.


    Verse 5: The Lamp of Liberation

    You lit the lamp that pierced the night

    Shattering chains, freeing me into light

    Bhāva:

    No fire outside can free us.

    It is the inner flame, kindled by the Master, that burns illusion into dawn.


    🔱 What Is a Master?

    A Master is not a teacher.

    He does not fill you — he empties you of all that blocks truth.

    He may have a name. Or he may not.

    He may be external — or the awakening spark within.

    In Sanātana Dharma, the Master is known as:

    • Sadguru – the dispeller of darkness
    • Dakshinamurti – the silent revealer of Self
    • Guru Tattva – the cosmic intelligence guiding us home

    🌿 Receiving the Master’s Grace

    To walk with a Master is not about being close to him — but about being close to your own truth.

    Grace is not a reward. It is a recognition.

    You don’t find the Master.

    The Master finds you — when you stop pretending to know.


    🌸 Bhāva-Sāra – The Essence of These Verses

    This composition is a hymn of devotional humility — from seeker to source, from noise to clarity.

    Each verse carries the rasa of:

    • Moksha through surrender
    • Healing through remembrance
    • Wholeness through devotion

    These are not lyrics. They are steps of awakening.

    The ego falls not by force — but by gratitude.

    That is the Master’s real miracle.


    🔗 Related Read

    🕉 Also read: Brahmānanda Lahri – The Hymn of Supreme Bliss

    A 10-verse Sanskrit composition on Brahman, silence, and pure bliss — a perfect companion to this hymn.


    📣 Call to Action

    🙏🏽 If these verses reflected your inner journey,

    share them with one seeker whose soul is ready.

    “Who or what has been the guiding Master in my life — and how do I honor their light?”

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