O Master, How Do I Serve You?

O Master, how I long to serve you….
Wish I was a cool gentle breeze which would fan your face and drive the heat away on a hot summer day..
Wish I was a bubbling stream of water which would wash your feet, caressing them, driving all fatigue away…
Wish I was a little bird who would sing melodious songs to you and make you smile your sweet smile…
Wish I was the wooden sandals beneath your feet, which would shield your lotus feet from stones and thorns…
Wish I was the book in your hands whose pages you fill with words of profound wisdom..
To be your servant always is my deepest wish…what other joy can exceed the joy of serving you?
But if I cannot serve you, I console myself saying that since you are everywhere, in every living creature, let me see you in them..
Let me serve you in every form with love and devotion….always and always. 🙏🙏🙏