At time of birth’s starting place,

No hint of support, not a trace.

In possessions not even a thing,

Parents’ abandonment, loneliness’ sting.

That youth one day prominence to reach,

The meaning of life to fools like me to teach.

Devotion to Rama all the wealth one needs,

Chanting holy names real hunger to feed.

This truth by many I am told,

Still, for Tulsi greatest affection I hold.

From his life and many poems too,

Know for sure of God’s existence true.