How fortunate is the land
That has been blessed by the Hand
Of One such as He
Was,Is and ever will be.
A Soul of great magnitude
With an extremely humble attitude.
Born to give,and give and give again
Born to live forever
Never to be born
and die again.
He served selflessly
And realised the Self.
Those who were sad
Troubled and weary
Always came before self.
His empathy and caring for humanity
Extended to birds and animals
And the entire community
Of God’s creation
God Himself He was
In Sri Chidanandji’s incarnation.
How fortunate are we
That He came to our homes
And even shared a meal
If only those moments
Once more we could steal
From Time.
But May we bless ourselves
With thoughts sublime
That each breath every moment
Of our lives belongs
To Pujya Gurudev Divine.
How fortunate are we
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