Revered U.G.,
Your feet have been a source of constant fascination to me,
and I thank
you for propelling me to pen the second of the five!
2) He walks as if on air,
His movements of quick silver grace,
And a speed with unparalleled flair,
Around the globe as if he is in a race!
3) To touch his great toes is quite a task,
Nobody even dares without his will,
He covers their power as if with a mask,
Feel them and experience the thrill.
4) In his big toes mighty energies flow,
That's why he keeps them in a lock.
Mein Gott, how they glitter and glow!
Let me touch them for a liberating shock!
5) He walks with feet unshod.
How lucky is Mother Earth!
Even to bow, you need his nod,
To enjoy his ever-radiant mirth.
Lyrically ever yours, U.G.!