My Baba… My Guru… My All…!

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…