Love Poem No. 48 - My Guru
MY GURU
Thou art my guru
Before whose feet,
I long to sit
For ever to learn.
Others
open
Realms
of knowledge,
You offer me
Sapience solid.
Kindle that rare
Spark in me,
So as to burn
Ever anew
To dispel the dark
Fearful mist
Of ignorant bliss
That covers the globe.
Dr. Karickam
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