You have claimed me again

anonymous said...
Dear Bhagavan
It cannot be described or even imagined. The Touch of Your Hands.

I wrote volumes of poems on "The Touch", in cheetah language. Those were the grandest moments of my life, nay, all my lives. those moments when i sat on your thighs. Your fingers scratched the corner of my ears.

and then playfully you tickled the front of my neck, where we cheetahs love to be tickled.
in that most delicious and heavenly feeling i slipped in, and drowned ...

there was immense love pouring out of those hands, i licked your hand a bit and you playfully let me nibble gently on your finger (for a second). I wrote one long poem just on that nibble.

the soft loving finger of God, the gentle fingernail, the eyes from which love gushed like they had never before from any eye.

the sound of your words, which i could not understand, but i knew them to be the most loving words ever spoken to me.

no one ever loved me like you did, Father, no one. In those few minutes, you gave me life-times of true love.

Even in this life, you have claimed me again.

--
Meditator Cheetah

June 30, 2007 10:59 AM

The touch of Bhagavan's hands

Refer original.

anonymous said...
O Bhagavan
I was not sleeping on your lap ! I was trying to meditate. We cheetahs and animals don't have meditashun positions, like humans do. We can't sit cross-legged, cos we have four legs!

So i was trying to meditate, and then well, like most people, i did snooze off a bit, i admit.

But i had Bhagavan dreams. Love dreams. I dreemd that I was a big man-cheetah. As big as an elifink. And i was standing outside the cave, proteckting you. When anyone would approach I would bark. Ok .. meow. But loudly. And they would all run away...
Some big bandits came with sticks and I scared them away with a big meow, er roar.

Let me tell you that i loved each moment on your lap. I stopped myself from gnawing your fingers as was my nature then, and from testing out my new claws on your legs, as was also my nature.

Later when i became a big cheetah, i never killed any creechers. I ate grass and leaves and berries. I hurt no one. i meditated also.

More later ,... playing hide and seek with a squirrel.

June 29, 2007 10:27 PM