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Dear Father Mine
Hoping You'll guide me-
This day or the day after-
I await your call from day to day.
Hoping You'll give darshan
but afraid you may not,
I'm all alert from hour to hour.
Hoping You'll come to me straight
This very instant
I'm watching and praying ever anon.
Hoping You'll smile at me
at last, though not at first,
I'm longingly gazing with thirsty eyes.
I shall stand and stay, in deep
distress
Until my day of bliss does dawn
I am Yours, Your own, though exiled far.
Dear Father mine! Do heal Your child.
Prayer written by Sri Sathya Sai
Baba and given to Prof. Kasturi, November 23, 1962 |
