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