Let there be light
And there was plenty
But that’s not true
Let there be gold
And you found it in the grove
But that’s not true either
Let there be desire
And you found it inside the self
I wish that were not true
Let there be peace
And a child walked down the highway
Holding flowers red purple and blue
But that’s not true…
For there will never be anything
That doesn’t belong to you.
July 2010 Hyderabad India
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem