The Pretender

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The Pretender

 

Baba, the love you have shown me, I do not want to squander

As taught by you, I am trying to be gentler and kinder

Not to hurt anyone, and to all, a warm service render

I see people pray and then with tongue and hand they plunder

Of what use is such a prayer, I always wonder

And all that you have taught, can I practice? I ponder

In spite of myself, I notice my mind continues to weakly meander

And makes me think, that for your Divine Love, I am just a pretender

 

The eternal Maya, makes one do things, which one does not realize, is slander

To reach you, how long and far do I have to anxiously wander?

And to test my love, how much will you make me run? I wonder

I think, many a time I do not have the strength to truly surrender

I always seem to be battle weary and walking on a thread so slender

So, please call me Baba, hold me in your arms and take me yonder

Because, I do not want, anymore, for your Divine Love to be a pretender