While sitting on a raft in a raging storm
You’re the passage, my clear, blue pond

While soaking in a thunderous bout of hail
You’re the roof I find, protecting my sanity

While flying uncontrollably in dessert winds,
You are the iron hut, steady, stable, strong

While drowning and trying to breathe under water
You are my Saviour, my helping Hand, my Light

While burning amidst the hot fires of chaos,
You are my beautiful calm, my peaceful surrender

In the midst of insanity, broken heartedness and hate,
You are my Love. My merciful companion.

In Dedication to my Guru. I wrote this because whenever I feel like my surroundings are unstable, the love of my Guru surrounds me with calm. He is my support, my newfound light, my forever present friend and Love.

Submitted by: Samrath Kaur