At Thy Feet

Let me pray at Thy feet
For, here are love, bliss and benevolence;

Let me learn at Thy feet
For, here are truth, knowledge, and prudence.

Let me ail at Thy feet
For, here is the great physician;

Let me disappear at Thy feet
For, here is the omnipresent magician.

Let me sing and dance at Thy feet
For, this is the center of every art;

Let me grieve and weep at Thy feet
For, here resides the kindest heart.

Let me rejoice at Thy feet
For, here is the priceless pleasure;

Let me beg at Thy feet
For, here is the inexhaustible treasure.

Let me work and struggle at Thy feet
For, here my efforts are secure;

Let me play truant at Thy feet
For, here’s One who’ll all endure.

Let me bathe my soul at Thy feet
For here rumbles the Ocean of sanctity;

Let me `live’ and ‘rest’ at Thy feet
For, here exist both heaven and eternity.

~Donn Dungaji, Jabalpur
Source: Sanathana Sarathi, June 1964