Go to the temple
With your flowery heart
Fill it with heart's fragrance
Make your heart a temple
Light little candles
Of knowledge
Fumes of love
Enlighten
Hearts
Kindness impart
Hold hands of the poor
Fragrance share
Wipe their tear
Them from
Treachery
Steer
Clear
Make it your prayer
Make the downtrodden
Your virtual temple
Their service
Your worship
Spread smiles
Uplift their
Profiles
Sans calumny or guile
Really worshipping style
* Some reflections on Rabindra Jayanti.
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