Letter of GRATITUDE

Dear Sadhguru, 

Falling at your feet, when at one time I failed to.

I brushed my ignorance in doubts

You still painted me with your ever flowing

compassion

Know not I still the vision you ask me to see

I walk beholding your grace

But my beloved Guru, you are my benediction

unasked

Wonder with what deed of mine,

Seeker still, your presence instilled

Bowing down to you forever.

Sherpa

How simple can simplicity be! 

Or how kinder can compassion be,

One knows from you,  

Oh consort of the clouded climber!

Arresting, the gleaming eyes or your serene smile

Your vision of faith brightens the vision of the one treading on enticing wretched whites.

As you stride, bearing burdens, not on mind

Touching each moment as magic spells, 

I fail in memory of the bunny out of the black hat.

He laughs in tears and cries in smiles 

At the bearded man's mumbling words of heart.

Namaste is all he says and describes a world of love 

Peak I touch or not, your feet is an astonishing feat of humble pride. 

I bow down to you before the mighty majesty

For you are the line that draws the picture of my mind 

Not the raised hand that feels the sky close,

But the overwhelmed heart that hugs your mind, 

Oh my Sherpa!