Swami's Love

Swami, when You saw this world, soaked in greed,

Even as sages felt, it is time for Your need.

From beyond seven crystal heavens You have come down,

Placing Your tender feet on hot sands of Parthi town.

Leaving all the comforts of heavenly stages,

You came to bear the burden of humanity in these dark ages.

Though man has never thought of You, except in pain,

Yet You guide them, during dust and rain.

While millions of angels stood waiting to serve You,

You carried water pots in Urvakonda, for miles a many, not few.

You have skipped meals to reach Pushpagiri,

With a sole aim to serve the poor and hungry.

You took over the extreme pains of devotees,

To ensure that they could rest in harmony and peace.

Every night, You slept on the bare rocky ground,

In spite of having the very Adishesha coiled round.

You knew that we are the cause of this tattered world,

But you never utter a single word.

But then to heal this earth, You took injuries on Your hip,

Forsaking comforts, You silently endured all this hardship.

Yet with a blissful smile, You cover the pain and rise,

Which bring streams of tears in my eyes.

This small heart has got immersed in the sea of Your love,

Dearest Swami, I adore You till my last breath, my humble vow.

~ Raja Sekhar Ganta ~

(From his book "108 Heartbeats")