I wanted a Guru
A Guru whom I knew. I searched here and yonder. And I found there were few
Whom should I approach. I knew not then and there. Did I have the knowledge to know them. This question seemed unfair
How could I qualify them. When I was in the dark. When I was so ignorant in life. Life being blank while sitting in a park?
I knew I had one meant for me. And he would come calling. I asked for him, where would he be. Could I pick up the phone and start dialling?
I closed my eyes and prayed. Days on end went by. To my mind I felt betrayed. And I would sit alone and cry
Then came this man in white Whom I seemed to know. He looked the perfect person alright He seemed right for me, head to toe
He asked for my name. In a voice so gentle and tame My tears stopped and my heart welled. In a joy that had no name
He held me by my hand and led. And took me through my journey Strict he was and sternly he spoke. And all my despair went up In smoke
Today I’m happy and I’m free. He came just in time for me. To God I had prayed and he answered my call. There stood my Guru, handsome, proud and tall.
Nadi Vaidya (Siddha)