India

India beckoned

Finances were reckoned

Not for me its sun drenched beaches

Or gazing at the Taj Mahal

Or trekking in its southern reaches

Or those foothills of Nepal

My mind was set

When I boarded the jet

To be a pilgrim

To touch His robe

Was my ambition

To gaze at His face

Was my mission

I came I saw I wept

He looked deep within me

And held my hands

Softly saying I will bless

~ Alice Grace ~

(From: "Sai Reflections", Feb. 1999)