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I
bought a book of raffle tickets |
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With
charity for those in want |
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And
won a trip from Waco Texas |
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To
India's subcontinent
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By
way of Dallas o'er the North Pole |
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Without
a clue what I might find |
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I'd
heard Calcutta has a Black Hole |
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Yet
found there nothing of the kind
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I came upon a sacred temple |
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The
ancient shrine of Jagannath |
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Existing
since nine thousand BC |
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Before
Atlantis' final bath
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I
met a swami called The Guru |
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In
his garden we took a walk |
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He
cited scripture from The Vedas |
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I
hushed my mouth and let him talk
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Deep in my soul his ideas set me
burning |
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Ablaze
in the light of his mystic revelations |
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No
one departs life without returning |
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Believe
true believers in reincarnation
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He
asked me if I'd heard of yoga |
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I
shrugged my shoulders as I said |
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"I knew this gal once from El Paso |
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She
used to stand upon her head"
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"Life's
puzzle comes in many pieces" |
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He
said "This science makes it whole |
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And
by its practice you'll discover |
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The
deepest secrets of your soul"
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I
asked if I could be his student |
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He
did not hedge nor hesitate |
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But
started with the hardest lesson |
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To
teach me how to meditate
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"This
isn't all that complicated" |
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He
promised me to my surprise |
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"But
then again it's not that easy |
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To
just sit still and close your eyes"
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Deep in my soul his ideas set me
burning |
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Ablaze
in the light of his mystic revelations |
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No
one departs life without returning |
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Believe
true believers in reincarnation
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We
sat down for about an hour |
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I
tried to see the Astral Light |
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Reflecting
back between my eyebrows |
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But
all appeared as dark as night
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"Don't be discouraged by this failure |
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Success
is sure to come in time |
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Nonsensical
as all this may seem |
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With
patience it becomes sublime"
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He lectured long on metaphysics |
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From
before birth to beyond death |
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Instructed
me in pranayama |
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"To
still the senses kill the breath"
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I
learned to chant to tune the world out |
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And not allow my thoughts to roam |
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Repeating
often with devotion |
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The
superconscious sound of OM
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Deep in my soul his ideas set me burning |
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Ablaze
in the light of his mystic revelations |
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No
one departs life without returning |
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Believe
true believers in reincarnation
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He
posed the notion Hell and Heaven |
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Begin
and end with state of mind |
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"Our karma's bounty we must harvest |
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And
bitter fruit yields no sweet wine
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Don't fret that you're not yet perfected |
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You'll
surely get another chance |
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Your
consciousness must wax to cosmic |
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Before
you sit out of this dance"
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He quoted from the
Bhagavad-Gita |
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The
song of pure enlightenment |
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Then
sent me homeward on my journey |
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With
sound advice sincerely meant
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"The supreme goal of Kriya Yoga |
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Is
human suff'ring to erase |
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Prescribe
your Self such cultivation |
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To
leave this world a better place"
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Deep in my soul his ideas set me burning |
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Ablaze
in the light of his mystic revelations |
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No
one departs life without returning |
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Believe
true believers in reincarnation
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I'm back home on the plains of Texas |
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But
nothing 'bout me's quite the same |
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Where
once I struggled for survival |
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There's
no wild horse now I can't tame
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Although
I was a barroom brawler |
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A cowboy with bad attitude |
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My
macho ego's now much smaller |
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Replaced
by bliss and gratitude
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I'd never called myself religious |
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No
pilgrim on salvation's path |
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I
gave no thought to consequences |
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Nor
God's almighty righteous wrath
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I
bless my Hindu monk who taught me |
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To
free my Divine Soul from strife |
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By
giving love to all my neighbors |
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As
Christ and Krishna lived their lives
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Deep in my soul his ideas set me
burning |
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Ablaze
in the light of his mystic revelations |
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No
one departs life without returning |
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Believe
true believers in reincarnation
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I left the sagebrush for The Sages |
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To
India by fate was sent |
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Breathed
in the wisdom of the ages |
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And
thereby changed my heart's content
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You may have doubts about my story |
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But
no tall Texas tale I've spun |
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I
testify by all that's holy |
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Life
like an endless river runs
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Deep in my soul his ideas set me
burning |
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Ablaze
in the light of his mystic revelations |
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No
one departs life without returning |
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Believe
true believers in reincarnation
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