Yogananda.
I forget he was a Capricorn, because He is omnipresent, seems beyond mere astrology - though He often wrote about the effects of karmic, astrological ties and how we are not truly bound by them.
Master's Smile
His eyes uphold a universe;
my Master’s face in dreamscapes -
spreading love with smiles instead of hands.
Unbearably bright, he beams elation;
visage crinkling in bliss - and I tumble!
Rising in laughter, too happy to see.
No one dies in Master’s gaze,
nor ages, becomes ill or pounds the ground with
selfish fists, screaming “Dear Lord what next?”
For there is no earth in His domain, and
tears are remembered with gay amusement;
tiny drops of God that once wet our cheeks.
His smile never says ‘I love you’ -
there is no ‘I’ nor ‘you’ within this view;
buoyantly aware he shares, “We ARE love!”
And I hear his smile louder than thought;
above familial good-byes and friendly praise,
breathlessly listening in tune.
Oh, His eyes reflect Reality!
My Master’s face in dreamscapes -
spreading love with smiles instead of hands.
Written June 28, 2003