My Naivedya Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

My Lord, what to give to Thee,
What is it that I can,
Everything is but Thine, Thine, my Lord,
Whatever have I
That Thou hast, my God.

A virtuous heart
Feeling guilty of conscience
And confessing
Hath nothing to give to Thee
Just with the hands folded in prayer

And the eyes closed in humility
To look up to Thee in utter thankfulness
And submission
Asking for a pardon
And the redemption to follow thereafter.