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by Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj. Oct. 3, 2001

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Prayer Body






My eyes were empty graves I dug with my own hands.

Now they are filled with sky.

My heart a bone with all the marrow eaten out.

Now it is your flute.

What was obvious has been concealed by   

I desire and I do not desire.

Now all I want is you.

I hear your voice

coming from a vase of yellow peonies swarmed with ants



Do whatever you want.

I also hear the waterfall of praise

as pine trees stagger in a drunken April wind.


Go to the Master whose robes

are not made of hundred dollar bills

whose hands are human hands not flowers

whose smile is full of yellow human teeth.

Go to that Master and kneel 

by the flooded river he makes of your own heart.

Now I wash my feet with tears and dry them with my hair.

Our bodies are condemned at birth.

There is no herb for the dead.

We run, we tire, we stagger under pine trees towards the

     grinding teeth

but with these hands I borrow from the dead

I will praise the creator and destroyer.

Let my  body have what it deserves:

the embrace of friendship, the consolation of ecstasy.

In the insufficient light of evening when stars fall     

I will give you back these empty hands

and you will give me your hands in return.


Copyright 2000 Charlie Hopkins.

Charlie Hopkins is a wallpaper hanger and devotee of Sri Shivabalayogi Maharaj. He lives in Hood River, Oregon. All his poems and prayers are addressed to his wife, Carol, but she doesn't mind if others read them also. Carol is a Vedic astrologer and counselor. You can read more of his poetry at Charlie Hopkins Poetry.



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Charlie Hopkins is a devotee of Shiva Bala Yogi. This website offers more information about him.


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