The Ballad of a Recluse (Author Unknow)

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The Ballad of a Recluse

I came to Baba as a calf.

That runs to its Mother-cow,

I had all that Life could bestow.

Still I came to Baba on His call.

I had plenty but had no peace,

He spoke to me in my dreams,

Muffling my tortuous silent screams.

And I came to Baba well at ease.

What should I look for in my Life?

Why should I live in torment and strife?

Very big questions, I had no answer,

until I came to Baba for

ever.

At an age, ripe enough, to bid adieu,

I found in my Master a God-Mother, anew,

In His Abode I found my Hermitage,

To serve Him and all, free of Bondage.

Bouquets or Brickbats matter to me the same,

I have no further personal quest to find,

I have found in my Master, my life's brink,

I fear none, I am liberated in my mind.

Baba begged in the streets of Shirdhi,

Not for Him but for others.

At my seat in His Abode I do beg,

For His mercy alone and why not?

I came to Baba, I said on His call.

Now I wait for Him, for His final call,

I am not what I am now or before.

But I will be His Altar-Flower, above all.

(Source Souviner on 26th

All India Sai

Devotees Convention Bangalore)