I borrowed this poem

Oh Guruji!
The mountains reflect Your grandeur and glory,
The sea, Your energy and activity,
The snow, Your pristine purity,
The rails and roads, Your connectivity,
The trees, Your ever green generosity,
The sun and moon, Your delicious warmth and beauty,
The rain, Your predictable unpredictability,
The wind, Your playful levity,
The sky, Your all encompassing Grace and Infinity…

A prayer

Give me not thirst if you cannot give me water. 

Give me not hunger if you cannot give me food.

Give me not joy if I cannot share. 

Give me not the skills if I cannot put them to good use. 

Give me not intelligence if I cannot perceive beyond it. 

Give me not knowledge if I cannot digest it. 

Give me not love if I cannot serve. 

Give me not desire that doesn't lead me to you. 

Give me not a path that doesn't take me home.

Give me not a prayer if you don't want to hear it. (Laughter)

Question : When you pray, to whom do you pray?

Sri Sri : To myself! In prayer the mind goes to its source, the Self. God, Guru, and the Self are the same.

Dean says : Give me not time if I don't know how to manage it. 

Daniel says : Gurudev says, "You're all out of time..." (Laughter)