At My Abode

T Tirupathi Chandrupatla Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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I thought I heard Your call this moment Felt an urge in my mind instantly In great hurry I opened doors of my hut Patiently I began my wait to receive You. Wait was long You never arrived Worried a bit what the reason was I hoped You'd come soon as expected To drive away my lingering distress. I set a chair for You to sit in comfort With intention that You'd get some rest I placed fruits for You in a clean plate And with deep concentration I meditated. I know You have many problems to solve You've many followers to attend to My only wish is that You'll find some time To spend with me at my abode soon.

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