In awe of creation I sit today,
Wondering how we miss the whole point each passing day.
He lives in each one of us, His presence so sweet,
Yet we wait for the day of death for Him to meet.
The gift of our destiny He lay in our hands,
Each wish of ours to fullfil, to bare our demands.
Yet in our greed to possess, all love was lost in lust,
All He had ever asked from us what unflinching trust.
The knots with which the self I've tied, trying to untie them bit by bit,
The pain it brings, the joy I feel, a flame in me has been lit.
Nowhere to go, for home is everywhere, so grateful today I feel,
My very soul, my very heart, to my guru today I kneel.