Santhosh Vijayakumar

(6th November 1984 / Coimbatore, India)

Word Of Soul


A heavy rain showered down,
And the hot earth cooled.
In silence I stood, and heard,
The words of thanks, from earth to sky.

Had I a deadly pain?
I would lift my hands to Him,
And when cured,
I would send my truthful gratitude.

A deed of help I did.
Benefited uttered words of thanks.
Where is it flowing from,
Mere lips or from deep within?

If mere lips, utter not rather.
For thanks is the word of soul.

Submitted: Friday, August 05, 2005

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