My Lord,
O shower all Your care
On all who come
- with a thirsting heart,
- an earnest heart,
- a hopeful heart,
- a saddened heart, or
- a heart full of love
for You!
Let them all - receive in abundance,
Take home with joy
The nectar of Your Grace and Love,
And all Your Blessings.
Give me only -
That - which I deserve -;
The stern look - of a father and
The firm look - of a mother
On their wayward child.
Strike me - with the wand
In Your Hand that beats out
- Each ego filled cell into
Submission.
With each stride I take
Keep on me -
Your watchful gaze and
Punishing wand!
With these alone -
I know Your love and care
For me!
For - Each time you lift
Your hand to strike
I know for sure
You will soothe and comfort me
With the balm of Your Love,
Mother me
Caress me
And together with all,
Cleanse me!
(By : Dr Vasantha Nair, Blossoming Love)
