Poem ‘First sight when I awake’ by Roginey, Durban from 1998-0214 Australian Sahaja Newsletter, Page 8

Opening my eyes at the fluttering of dawn
casting warm shadows in my room,
With a strange feeling I sense I'm being watched,
I slowly slide over to my side, only to confirm my
nostalgic feeling, I am being watched!
Across the room. through gloominess, our eyes
engage,
Loving eyes that penetrate through me,
hypnotising and sincere,
Mother is encast in jade, gold, glass and garland
with flowers.
With trembling outstretched palms, I experience
the mornings spiritual energy.
Circled kumkum draws my attention to Mother's
Sahasrara where a pure Halo has manifested,
The Aura is overwhelming!
I sit upright expectantly absorbing every bit of
Saintly powers directed to me,
Mother smiles graciously, silently wishing me
Good Morning!
It's the dawning of a brand new day for the rest of
my life.
I humbly bow, whispering "Good Morning to you too — Mother".