Today the sky is scudded with clouds,
and the paper boy trudges to house after house,
delivering the news of the day.
The headlines reveal little to celebrate.
You could be forgiven for thinking
this is just an ordinary, November Sunday morning.
But somewhere in the distance, drums are being beaten.
No poppy wreaths are laid, but flower garlands are hung across doors and shoulders,
and rose and marigold petals fly through the air!
Bells ring, cutting through the chatter with a herald of celebration.
And thousands upon thousands, bow to the ground –
with gratitude that you ever walked this troubled earth.
Oh my glorious grandfather,
you are living still in sound,
in image, word and instruction, your light remains undimmed.
Your urgent message only grows in relevance,
with each turning of the day.
You have given all the answers,
the goal, the process and the path,
please help me follow truly now, and serve you day by day.
His Divine Grace, A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada left this world on this day in November, 1977. One of the greatest spiritual teachers of our modern times, he risked everything to carry a message of God-consciousness to the Western world. A new documentary on his life is currently nearing completion, and will be released in 2016.
My parents are his students, and though I never met him personally, I can never repay my debt of gratitude for the impact he has on my life.
“SRILA PRABHUPADA HAS ALREADY HAD AN AMAZING EFFECT ON THE WORLD. THERE’S NO WAY OF MEASURING IT. ONE DAY I JUST REALIZED, GOD, THIS MAN IS AMAZING!”
-GEORGE HARRISON (The Beatles)