Mercy is the milk of kindness,
Mercy may change a soul.
Mercy preaches one
To endure wrong-doers.
Blessed is the soul
Who gets the first touch
Of the rain of merciful cloud,
He sprinkles the rays
Of mercy in the world.
May the shower of your mercy
Fall on us, O God! As rain
falls on the thirsty-land.
We are ignorant of our
own follies, our foibles
And, we do not care our wrongs.
Shower your mercy,
so that we may enlighten,
our darkened mind,
To lit the light of other.
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I would like to translate this poem
Mmmmm 1 candle can light dozens, hundreds, thousands? namaste