Poem ‘Rakhi’ from 1993-0813 Sahaja Newsletter (Australia), Page 3

Be you to each other
As the blossom is to the tree;
As colour is to the feather
And as words are to the song....

For a tree is still a tree without its blossom.
A feather is yet a feather - be it drab.
And the world is full of songs for which
The, words are forgotten or not yet sung.....

See you not Our Mother's hand in all of this?
Surely it is Her touch that has decreed that
The blossom shall add to its bough,
The delicate beauty of its hue.
And even as if this were not enough,
The very blossom that decorates, must itself
Be perfected by the addition of some sweet
Scent straight from the alchemy of the Divine!

Be you to each other, such as these.....
May the pure love of innocence blossom amongst you;
Reach out and colour your lives with bold
Strokes from the divine pallet
And sing you songs of comfort and concern.....
For we each must needs have blossoms
For our boughs; fine feathers for our wings
And heavenly words for us to sing as we
Journey homes.....

As a mother hen is to her chicks,
Be you to each other.