My Master

My master awakes me from ignorance Enlightening the life with light of knowledge. As at the dawn the sun from deep sleep With renewed conviction and courage. He lifts me up every time I fall While walking along the path of truth. As the mother stands by her baby When he learns to walk on the earth. He protects me from the heat of sorrows When I sit under the shadow of his lore. Just as the road side old banyan tree To the pedestrians in sunny summer. His face is an ever blooming flower Whose fragrance spreads far and wide And attracts billions of unknown bees To take them home giving a honey ride. He is my source of inspiration To act and achieve, reach and realize, To give and serve and lit and light. I bow down and bound to oblige.