A Master Appears

With soft and silent tread. He came,
And touched me, passing by……..
I SAW HIM….
And His Shining Presence made me want to cry!
I felt the Glow within my heart ….
A soft and warming Flame,
And deep within, my humble soul
Was whispering His Name;
I knew not whether I should speak,
This Miracle to probe ….
Or … fling myself before His Feet,
and touch His precious Robe,
But, the reverence of the moment
Held me tightly in its spell,
And all those words my heart would speak,
I knew I could not tell.
And so, I quietly bowed my head,
And clasped my trembling hands;
How can one find the words
Unless one truly understands
The reason for such miracles …?
But …. let me grateful be
That Someone, Wise and Holy
Chose to walk so close to me!
I dare not yield to human pride,
And think I stand apart,
But, let me hold the memory
Within my thankful heart,
That He… O, so tenderly,
O, God… I never will forget,
A Master dwelt …. within me!

—Ed. [Prof. Kasturi]
Source: June 1976