Bounty Of Giving Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

Bounty of giving
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Unquiet and restless he was
Like a withered leaf blowing
All day across the grass
Though his name it was whispering
All day long as it rustled by
Known one of the richest
Of this earth in the late 19th century
He contemplated suicide many a time
But this rose of life held safe and secure
In God's hand each time
Fed up, nowhere his lone feet turned
But nothing was yet over
He smiled as it so happened
When one day this skeptical man
Turned trustworthy
Believing in the saying
Of a beloved sage
'That you are not the owner
Of your wealth
You are only a custodian fair'
Do not be restless
Be a giver in a placid kind of river
And get peace of mind
By utilizing your wealth
To serve the needy and poor
As the water will not recede
If a sparrow sips the river
As this world you see is one
And if somebody suffers
Directly or indirectly
We will also suffer
As we live in a holistic world
Now he is a man changed
Went on to becoming
A great philanthropist ever