Where are my daily tears of gratitude
How can this arrogance be so great inside of me
That I don't spend my time in tears thanking my Lord
For all the blessings He constantly bestows
Where are the thoughts absorbed in thankfulness
That carries me to the awesome shores
Of the ocean-like infinite body of the Lord
And makes me contemplate Him in awe
My existence is worth nothing
If tears of gratitude don't flow daily
From my eyes to the Lord's Feet
I am just a broken glass, and You the Designer of all
Why do You act like this, as You couldn't fix me
Even if a scar is left, I still can serve You
As I was created exactly the way You wished
Lord of All, Lord of Mercy, Satgurudev
I can hold upon Your Name
And meditate on all divine experiences
But I can't ignore You are now graciously here
Take this broken glass, with so many faults
Fix it, paint it, decorate it and smile
Your smiley Eyes will enlighten all creation
And fill me with Your Divine Love
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