Treasure Island

Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

just 4 alphabets

Just 4 alphabets had the amazing power in them; to metamorphose every
of satanically marauding evil; into a festoon of rhapsodically
and unflinching righteousness,
Just 4 alphabets had the unassailable power in them; to bestow
victory to even the most apocalyptically obsolete cranny of this
estranged with sadistic defeat,
Just 4 alphabets had the Omnipotent power in them; to trounce the
blasphemous devil forever and ever and ever; render its entity to more
inanely worthless than the invisible ghost in the atmosphere,
Just 4 alphabets had the limitless power in them; to perennially
every tribe; race; color and creed on this fathomless Universe; into an
invincibly singleton religion of humanity,
Just 4 alphabets had the unconquerable power in them; to diffuse the
bountifully fructifying scent of harmony; amidst even the most
violent of mobs,
Just 4 alphabets had the uncanny power in them; to bring even the most
ghastliest war on this boundless planet; to a completely celestial
Just 4 alphabets had the unsurpassable power in them; to pervade over
trace of goodness and diabolical badness on the periphery of this
reign majestic and supreme till times beyond infinite infinity,
Just 4 alphabets had the unlimited power in them; to annihilate misery
forever from its non-existent roots; miraculously ameliorate even the
vindictively acrimonious of wounds with the balm of eternal friendship,
Just 4 alphabets had the untainted power in them; to unceasingly blaze
the light of effulgently jubilant optimism; even in the heart of the
murderously invidious midnight,
Just 4 alphabets had the undaunted power in them; to transcend over
mortuary of penuriously wastrel fear; and then rhythmically blend their
altruistic spirit with the paradise of the Creator Divine,
Just 4 alphabets had the astronomical power in them; to reinvigorate
bindingly fresh life; into even the most hopelessly deadened coffins of
Just 4 alphabets had the mesmerizing power in them; to endow the
uninhibitedly peerless wings of expression; to every organism
breathing and alive,
Just 4 alphabets had the unprecedented power in them; to celestially
the principles of a unitedly ebullient existence in every living being
earth; when the most inexhaustible of scriptures and philosophies had
miserably floundered and squandered,
Just 4 alphabets had the unbelievable power in them; to take on the
battalion of all that was hedonistically devilish on this inscrutable
planet; bare-chested; barefooted; and indefatigably uninterrupted,
Just 4 alphabets had the insuperable power in them; to redefine the
solar-plexus of existence today; immortalize it for an infinite more
yet to unveil; with the cradles of altruistically symbiotic sharing,
Just 4 alphabets had the unfathomable power in them; to infallibly
illuminate a candle of unfettered victory in every abode pathetically
submerged with haplessly asphyxiating blackness,
Just 4 alphabets had the immeasurable power in them; to perpetuate even
most threadbarely impotent of entity and soil; with magically
fertility and solidarity,
Just 4 alphabets had the unrestricted power in them; to unconquerably
that philanthropically selfless life never ended on this gigantic
even centuries after the physical form had veritably shed its skin;
and died,
Just 4 alphabets had the bounteous power in them; to unassailably bond
beat of the heart with the heaven of compassionately sharing; make each
organism on earth feel as if it had just majestically arrived from the
of its mother; as if it was just Omnipresently born,
And if you opened your mouth just 4 evanescent times; you'll not only
able to spell its Omniscient grace; but feel engulfed by its sky of
pricelessly inimitable godliness; feel every pore of your persona
blessed by its Omnipotent splendor in just a single lifetime; as the
alphabets were none other but the Almighty Lord's alltime favorite; the
alphabets were the most Universally undefeatable rudiment of creation;
alphabets were none other but; L O V E. 

Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014

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