A Blade of Grass for the Divine

If I too can be a blade of grass under his feet,
in his long journey and walks of thousands of miles,
I would be content.

To give cushion to the innumerable tired feet of his devotees,
to bow down to every single soul walking on the path of divine consciousness,
to learn to rejoice and sway during his presence,
and just be when he is not around.

If I can be a blade of grass,
keep me however and wherever,
in happiness or in difficult times,
just to be in your “smaran.”

I would tell every single grain of soil which nurtured me
that I too was present there when HE walked on this planet,
and will wait for a thousand years again,
even if completely dried and burnt,
to have your “charan sparsh.”

I will be a blade of grass, water or no water,
however, you keep me, just assure me
that in the thousands of years to come,
if you can walk just once over me,
and if I can give you comfort for a split second,
I will remain a blade of grass.
For you, and for you, forever,
with you in my heart and every action of mine
to contribute to YOUR will

I will remain, a blade of grass.
(Ramesh Jalihal)