ON BENDED KNEE

Let me know you’re here with me
Bring me to your bosom on bended knee

Anoint my head with the contents in Your alabaster
This way forever remain my Lord and Master

By this I am not anything else but Your Heir Apparent
And you the cause of all causes, Supreme Parent

In a soothing voice, you’d say to me, “peace be still child”
And I shall smile with pride knowing our bond is forever tied

Happy like a groom’s first meeting with his dream beautiful bride
Finally seeing no more obstacles, knot is forever tied, no more guile

A lonely traveller, for long homeward bound, now home, joy found
Fulfilling the plan to reunite with his Clan where he is with rope of love bound

Smiling school boy on the first day of long first vacation
Ready to enjoy his hiatus after the term’s education and endemic teacher’s admonition

like a River runs from and toward it’s source with no other recourse
Let my mind run toward you faster than the speed of a race Horse

Like a Tree plants it’s roots deeper in the soil to rise higher in embrace of the Sun
Let the roots of the tree of my faith in You grow deeper, as One whose abode is a place of no return

Like a numerical part remain tangible, only in relation to it’s total sum
May my heart never depart from steady faith that no one else but You is the summum bonum

May I only live in the Hamlet, and not leave the believe that my Amulet is Your divine Name which like a Wreath around my head You weave
And all acquired impurity borne of iniquity gets drain like rain through the sieve, or dress discard without regard as hands are withdrawn from the sleeve

Like a child roots his faith in the assertion of his mother for the conviction of his paternity
May my conviction in the statement of the Vedas remain unshaken, that your pure devotees are the true fraternity

Chanting and remembering your name, fame, beauty, form and chivalry as my prime duty
May my tongue never cease from tasting the inherent sweetness with unending continuity

My wage, my pilgrimage, essence of the teachings of Vyasa the Sage
Inherently hidden in the letters of every books verses, chapter and page
Hidden from the wise and prudent, yet revealed to the nitwit of no previous tutelage

On bended knee, I chant hare krsna hare krsna krsna krsna hare hare hare rama hare rama rama rama hare hare, please pardon me
Bring me back to Your divine abode, where You have always wanted me, being the best place to be

Auithor~abiodun durojaye

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