In Worship Of Thee Poem by Savita Tyagi

In Worship Of Thee



Praising Ram Shree
Even a fool like me
Becomes like a tree

Laden with vice and virtue
Fruit, flower and thorn sharp
All it offers in worship of Thee

Heart is soiled and den light is dim
Still I wait for your footsteps
Saving sweetest of my berries

Frightening is journey ahead
Unexplained is hour of sadness
Lonely and desolate I wander here

When the scorching sun hides
Day recedes into darkness
Half moon peeks from oak leaves

In silence I watch tiny fireflies
Floating like silvery earthstars
Emanating light here and there

The joy it offers in its short life
The winged light of hope lingers
In peace of night to worship Thee.


6.24.2015

Sunday, June 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Devotion and prayers will make a life worthy.During the short period of life we are supposed to perform the duty assigned to us for the welfare of the world. Thank you Savitaji for conveying this message to us

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Narendra Jaggi 05 July 2015

Without His worshipers He, Too would be desolate and lonely, So he created for his company, Me, them, and thee, Teehee Keep on expressing yourself!

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Mark Heathcote 04 July 2015

In silence I watch tiny fireflies Floating like silvery earthstars Emanating light here and there The joy it offers in its short life The winged light of hope lingers In peace of night to worship Thee. Beautiful... Nice one!

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