A Simple Prayer Poem by Suriya ...

It’s not in me to hurt
A soul ever in this wide world,
Nay torture, create pain?
But through my life's
Silly steps, my ways,
Have I created pain in many?
These simple flowers lie before me,
Pure and true;
Lo! Now I have them ready
To garland You, My Soul,
I have never any harm,
I never meant to cause pain,
These flowers each one of them,
Speak the truth a plenty,
Trust you to heal,
The deepest of wounds
Cos’ when you are there, my Mother!
Why should there ever be a worry?
My Mother, each single flower,
Each single flower, oh! Each flower
A prayer, offered in silence to thee;
Wipe away the darkness,
Bring in the peace;
Every single flower,
Is my soul's chanting to thee!