04/21/98 - 1754

Dance In Trance

USA (VNN) - by Mahaksa dasa

Haribol, assembled Vaisnavas, please accept my humble obiesancies. All glories to His Divine Grace, A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, Srila Patita Pavana Guru Maharaja. I submit this song for the approval and consideration of all the devotees who do bhakti yoga herein, hearing, chanting, and remembering the lila-guna-rupa-namnam of the Supreme Personality of Godhead.

DANCE IN TRANCE -c-1993-mahaksadasa

One day, I heard the singing
It was to chant, dance in trance, the bell was ringing
There was pounding of many drums
Like the thunder from the clouds
Voices praising the Lord with song
A complete symphony never ruined with scales
Carried from most High, written in the soul
From overture to grand finale
Pipers, shenais, and didjari doos
Timbales, tympani, tablas
Bellows, strings and rhythms

Chant, dance in trance, it's what He is pleading
It's needed in the towns and cities bleeding
It's the focal point of life, but are we heeding?
Can we change the way we think of the lives we are leading?

Jeweled turbans and solid golden crowns
Are just heavy burdens if heads never touch the ground
Voices sound just like frogs when not singing of His Fame
Sing praises to the Lion, glorify His Holy Name

Hear the songs of the mother to the child in her womb
Hear the drones of the pipers and mourners at the tomb
Hear the sound of the teacher's lesson to his ward
Hear the chanting of the minister's praise to Sweet Lord

The Christ and Mohammed sing the same song
At the bay of Bengal, lepers, too, sing along
Ice-fishers living on top of the world
Sing praises to the Master with their bodies unfurled

Strings, Drums, and cymbals, voices all chime
This sweetest of messages carried through time
Carry through history His Glory and His Fame
The Waves of the Sound of His Holy Names

Harinama, Harinama, Harinama ewa kevalam
Kalau nasteva, nasteva, nasteva, gatih anyatha

Haribol, readers and writers of Sweet Krsna Katha, please forgive my offenses,

ys, mahaksadasa