His fathomless grace

(1077)  Uttal sindhu utkrami

Crossing the billowy ocean,
In my home You had arrived.
On lonesome path You are the pilgrim
Never pausing due to fear or fright.

I had done no preparation,
Like provisioning some articles of worship.
There was only psyche, scarred all over,
Bathed in tears and love-laden.

For Your sake I do nothing whatsoever,
Chasing dreams, in vain have I rambled.
With a new sun and a raging bugle,
My hand clasping, You showed the direction.

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