Message #5858

[Jitendra Hydonus]

By Paramahansa Yogananda

I come to thee with folded hands, bowed head, and heart laden with the myrrh of reverence.

From the hearts of all thy other lovers I have distilled a fragrant essence of devotion and mixed the drops with my tears.
In those sacred waters may I batheThy lotus feet.

Thou art my Parents; I am thy child. Thou art the Master; I will obey the silent command of thy voice.

From "Whispers from Eternity"