
Wind assisted by grace
The kind of support you can’t erase
Only say thank you into the night
Thank the heavens I am alright
And come around once more to be
Kneeling in prayer at the foot of thee
Oh holy mountain, Arunachala, hear
To you I am always held dear
Always held close, you let me know
That where I follow, you will go
Only to be ripened like fruit on a tree
I was looking and you found me
Source: https://www.davidgodman.org/the-power-of-arunachala/