A Sonnet to the Sai Baba of Shirdi
With a greying beard upon Thy chin And a Holy cloth covering Thy brow Thou smile at me, when all my senses go; When my heart is weak and my skin is thin; Thou give me enduring strength against pain, Thou hold me up when I am feeling down- And when in my selfish desires I drown, And my own sins pour down as drops of rain Thou show me way to Thine Holy Kingdom Where Thy sweet children live in love and peace. Let me bow down my head and bend my knees And pray to Thee to take me to Thou home O! The Holy Saint of the Shirdi town Let exalted be forever Thy crown! P.Siddartha Dt: 29/08/05