Kannamma prays Krishna

take me with you
like a tiny pebble
in the crevice
of your sandal
i'll go unnoticed
unfelt
or if barefoot you walk
let me be like
a particle of dust
settled on your dress
in endless gratitude
what i can offer
will be a drop of water
in a downpour
a grain of sand
in a desert storm
but blind
in my longing
still i ask
take me with you
i can offer nothing
though i give you myself
but
u'll have made
this dust particle
that's me
like dullest dirt
suspended in
air sparkles in
striking sun
to sparkle eternally
even without light
as it rests in bliss
on your dress