The power of Kripa has overtaken me

It has swept me in the current of unknown territories

In this space I should renounce

Any fear I held, even an ounce

For I know the Universe is infinitely supporting me

This current of debris

Was to awaken the sight that was blinding me

So now I see what was meant to be

At times this flow will cradle me

This is the essence of Anugraha

The steady sweetness of an abundant stream

At times it will appear a mystery

This is the Kripa that has consumed me

Either direction of the flow

My soul will graciously go

This dualistic nature of apparent grace

That flows in both forms

Ultimately for my spirit’s sake

To unfold, grow, nurture and know

That the hands that hold me alone

Are the ones that carry every realm’s throne