When you call Master's name,
It is She calling you,
Not you calling Her.
When you ask Her to come,
She is waiting there,
For you to arrive.


When you want Her close by,
She's tugging at your heart,
'till you let Her come out.
When you think you're removed,
She's waving and calling,
To stop you walking away.

It is not Master who bids you farewell,
Not Her who distances from you,
She does not become aware of your calling,
You become aware She is there by your side,
Always close, always listening.

 

 

So don't pray for Master to fly to,
Your calling, your lonely side,
Pray for yourself to open your eye,
To be there with Her in deepest union.

Apologize to Her for your neglect,
For your selfish behavior,
Beg forgiveness,
For ignoring Her all this time.

So don't say :
Master please listen,
Say Master I'm listening.
Master please come,
Say Master I'm coming.
Master where are you,
Say Master, I'm here.

Poems
By Brother Initiate Andrew Nicholls,
Singapore (Originally In English)