A Tribute to Srila Prabhupada
I can’t bear to think you are no longer here, But when I do I feel your hand upon me And your voice guiding me, as in the night the moon, Lights the wanderer’s way.
Light of my Life
Srila Prabhupada you are fulfilling Lord Gauranga’s wish. Without discrimination you distribute the contents of the storehouse of transcendental love.