The Prophet Poem by Seema Aarella

Allow me to walk,
This world is full of way!
I have so many places to see,
So many cultures are waiting for me!

Allow me to talk,
I have so many things to say!
In me burns a Nirvana light!
Let me heave it on an ignorant night!

Allow me to touch,
I have a gift to heal!
Your grieving I can sense,
Your soul, with love I can cleanse!

Allow me to live,
I am unknown to death!
Hold me in your heart and commend,
From heaven I shall then descend!