I sit at Your feet, mesmerised
YOU are my Baba, I’m Your child
Fondly, as YOU caress my head
All my fears I start to shed
Looking at YOUR love-filled eyes
Deepest of my anxiety dies
YOUR one look cleanses me
YOU hold my hand and I feel free
YOUR enigmatic smile
and – when YOU lovingly say “My child”
Makes my emotions run wild
My tears flow incessant, but I feel mild
YOU are my Baba, my strength, my all
At YOUR lotus feet, I repeatedly befall…
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