Waiting at Your Door

Kneeling at Your Door, I have one eye pressed against the keyhole ... the only opening to Your side. That's where I see the Light. On my side of the Door there is pitch darkness, except for the rays shining through the keyhole. My searching eyes are getting accustomed to Your effulgence and whenever I turn away, fear sets in. Without Your radiance, I am a blind creature, groping in the darkness. I shall sit right here and wait in the hope that You will notice my ignorant searching eyes. There seems to be no other way to enter Your Door. They tell me that the only one who has the key to Your Door is the True Guru. But the True Guru has not yet arrived and I have no idea when or if He will come. I sit and wait and watch. Every now and then I look around to listen for the Guru's footsteps. But all is quiet and still, except these restless eyes. By Your Grace, while I am waiting if You happen to take notice of my peeking, may You fling open This Door for me. I shall kneel before You and wait at Your Doorstep till You or

The True Guru notice me ........ .

Through these words I am knocking ...

Knocking at Your Door ....

please hear me I know You are there ...

Daasan Daasi