Abuses are a Prasad

It’s not your compliments that I want

And I don’t crave your good wishes, too

But it’s the abuses that I desire most

For I know the power of what they can do

I shall treasure your abuses most

And I’ll place them on the altar within

Where the offerings will begin to work

And slowly dissolve my endless sins

I shall not take umbrage at what you feel

Nor will I abuse you in return

I’ll place them where sacred fires are lit

And use them as ghee to heat and burn

If by chance you add a dash of love

To the bouquet of abuses that you send

Their value will become immensely high

And I’ll treasure them like a miser unwilling to spend.

- rajyogi

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