In silence, he treads you may miss his presence
Sweetly he speaks go beyond his sentence
Appetite for love, far beyond the greatness
Light from thy eyes illuminating the darkness
Gigantic heart, it’s beating heard far and wide
Arms outstretched; a whispering guide
Fortunate are those drawn to his side
For those are few he carries back home with pride
Seeing it all, coal and gold
Never does he judge nor withhold
Still love he chooses to make him whole
His sight and sense from his heart and soul
Working tirelessly, succeed he must
For others alone morning till dusk
Bringing them close along with trust
Patience and patience never to be rushed
Within his embrace, he perceives it all
Near or far he is there before you call
Day or night his work is never done
Happy is he when we are one
Curious am I, who lies behind those eyes
Avoiding mine is much too wise
What we seek lies at his feet
He gives it all…but never his feet
Humble and shy
No name, no title, choosing to be free
Who could it be, o’ who could it be?
Guru like perfection is all over thee
Happy is he behind his pen
Fulfilling the master’s wishes again and again
A humble disguise where he resides
My plea pure soul, from me, do not hide
(Unknown)