O, Father!

My Humble Salutations at Thy Holy Feet;

Insignificant Spec of Dust is this ‘me’, yet Nay Not,

but Yet attempts and dare to Offers To Thee Prayers,

As Ye Are The Father

Spelt by Thy Conduct,

Felt by this spec of Dust,( Nay not exists)

but imperience remains of Thy Holy Feet

upon this existence of non existence,

by your kind Love and Grace, O, Gracious One,

Hold Me, Be Hold me and

Be Hold my hand, Firmly,

Train me to Trod upon

Teach me to Learn

Let the gait be of your choice,

Let the Steps be upon the Marks Ye Laid,

Father, Ye The Beacon of Light

Be Thrown Upon the Path of Understanding

And Ye Be The Compass to Show The Direction

Of Thought, so as to reach The Goal Set By Thee,

I remain at Thy Holy Feet, O, Father.

-Suresh Kumar Maakam