MY GOD CAME AND TOUCHED MY HEART
I decorated Your mandir in my small hut Using beautiful flowers, petals and colors With the hope that you visit the temple, but O! God! How could you forget this temple of yours?
I arranged hundreds of lights and candles Around my simple hut and on the way Waiting to welcome you with bells of jingles O! King of Kindness! Why did you forget this way?
I picked up tasty fruits and nuts from the garden I collected sweet and pure honey from woods Standing near the gate to offer pooja with garland O! Lord of Love! Who diverted You from my roads?
The long waited heart became silent in sorrow The most tired eyes went into sleep The paining legs and restless head leaned to window Then came my Swamy, the God of Love.
The music of holy footsteps sanctified the surroundings The divine light of His Smile illuminated my hut The Divya Darshan of my Swamy gave me Ananda When I woke up in joy, my hut was empty.
I ran here, I ran there for my Master I found the divine footprints on the flower path I noticed the touch of my Lord everywhere I know that my Master came and touched my hut And my heart.