Classic Poem

The merciful to the poor unasked showed mercy.
Knowing my poverty the Almighty Guru came and granted the vision of His holy form.
I washed his feet and received the holy water and seated Him upon the throne.
I waved my love over Him as Arti; I offered my body, mind, and substance to Him.
To Dharm Das He showed His mercy, and granted him to meditate upon the Sar Sabda.