Lord, I don’t bow or bend to you,
Nor your command, nor magic spell.
But I walk as you wish me to,
No protest, no defiant yell.
Is freedom found in knowing me,
Or in your mercy, fearing death?
Does salvation mean I’m free,
Or begging till my final breath?
You've given strength to break the chains,
To free myself, to stand alone.
You've watered plants with gentle rains,
To grow and thrive on their own.
You've granted wisdom, clear insight,
To look within, to see my soul.
You've given me a song so bright,
Played through my flute, it makes me whole.
You've given all I need, and more,
Abundance, life, a world so wide.
Why would I trouble you once more,
When all I need is by my side?
(A poem by Shri K S Narasimhaswamy)
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