Remember that tricky, sneaky old question, Can God make a stone so heavy he can’t lift it? Here’s the answer.

A Poem Mother Ganga: Pilgrims bathing in the Ganges in Mayapur, India (photo: Umapati Swami) Gaur Hari, (the Golden Lord) is Lord Krishna as he appeared in this world a second time, but this time his bodily complexion like molten gold. His advent, 500 years ago, along with an expansion of his own self known … Continue reading A Million Moons above the Sea →

You think you can kill Me? You think you’re so strong? Get ready to learn what it means to be wrong.

A Poem Tul'si on the altar next to the figurine of a cow at the New Vrindaban community in West Virginia, U.S.A. Standing in back are Krishna (left) and Radha. photo: Umapati Swami Find God by worshiping a plant? Strangest idea you’ve ever heard, right? But Tulasi (often pronounced Tul'si) is not your everyday houseplant. … Continue reading In Praise of Goddess Tul’si →

A Poem Back home: A wild parrot in Mayapur, India. The poem is about a fly, but I thought this pretty little bird would be nicer to look at than some awful bug. I’ve never heard one of these parrots talk, but people say they can be taught to. (photo: Umapati Swami) Why I wrote … Continue reading A Song for the Little Fly →

A Poem Krishna's land: Kusum Sarovara, Vrindaban, India photo: Rasacharya Das Note: On a mobile phone, this poem is best viewed by holding the phone sideways. Life Unending The soul lives on forever, so we know. It's nice to think that I will never die. Forevermore, I've countless lives to go. I'll never have to … Continue reading Don’t Tell Yourself Goodbye →

Wake up, wake up, and chant, O sleeping soul. / Lord Chaitanya has come to show the way.