Poem – Prayer 3

O Lord who is there besides You who will hear my cry?

Strange is my petition: a poor man, I, I seek to become a king…

From time immemorial I have suffered the tortures of hell and have lived through many low births, but I crave not for wealth or even salvation though I know that You can confer all these.

What I desire is to become in every birth a toy for You to play with or a stone to touch Your Feet.

Poem – Prayer 2

O Lord, let any one accept any sadhana, he is free to follow its pursuit.

But to me Your name is the granter of all boons.

Karma, upasana, jnana – the various paths outlined in the Vedas for the emancipation of the soul – all are good.

But I seek only one shelter and that is Your name; I seek nothing besides….

I have enjoyed the sweetness of Your name. It is the fulfiller of my wishes here and in the world to come…

A man may have his affection riveted anywhere as also his faith,

But I recognize my relationship with the Name – Rama; it is my father and mother.

I swear by Shankara and state the truth without hiding it,

That Tulsidas sees all good accruing to him only by repeating Your name.