Dance Through the City of My Soul
--by Acyuta Gopi
Oh my Lord of golden limbsRaised handsAnd love drunk eyes,Cause a revolutionIn my heart!Strike down the barriersOf my judgmental mindBreak down the doorsOf my selfish defensesAnd overturnThe tyrannical reignOf my tormented ego.I have been under the ruleOf my desiresFor far too long.I’m afraidI won’t be able to break tiesWith my dysfunctional mindWhich seems to govern all I do.But with Your swaying movementsYour sweet voiceAnd Your weapon of KirtanI know that You can doThe impossible.You can dance through the cityOf my soulAnd free me from myselfUntil my rebellious mindMy unsteady natureMy entire selfMoves to Your willAlone.Lead me.Rule me.Govern all that I doWith Your infallible Love.
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[/perfectpullquote]"For as long as I can remember, Kirtan or the Bhakti Yoga practice of mantra meditation through music has been the focus of my life. The art of writing soon took up residence in the spaces of my heart not occupied by music, and the transformative power of prayer soon followed suit. With the blessings of my family and my teachers, I have had the amazing fortune to travel the world singing, writing, and witnessing those heart transformations that I love so much, first hand. I can honestly say that conducting workshops, classes and seminars on kirtan has absolutely changed my life for the better, and I can't think of a better way to live. Now along with my family, I've focused my efforts on the NYC community and pouring my heart into the beautiful practices of Kirtan, writing, and the incredibly transformative tradition of Bhakti Yoga." -- Acyuta Gopi