I am not the doer (poem)

In childhood, I felt secure.
In college, I experienced fun.
In research, I had scholarship.
Back then I thought, I was doer.

In Yoga, I met the right teacher.
In sickness, I got the right nanny.
In job, I found the perfect match.
Then, I felt, I was surely being led.


In helping, I follow heart's voice.
In uttering, I speak up God's words.
In hugs, I give divine mother's love.
Now, I know that, I am not the doer.

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Hari Aum Tat Sat