Fakir Asks A Question Poem by Sumita Jetley

In the quiet of dawn, where light and shadow play,
A seeker bows his head, with heart and soul to say,
'Let not hardships break me, nor steer my faith astray,
Guide me on this path, O Divine, light my way.'

Surrounded by the wisdom that ancient books impart,
A rosary in hand, devotion flowing from the heart,
Plants whispering life's secrets, in silence they converse,
A kitchen side in view, the mundane with sacred merges.

In every cup of tea, a reflection of the Divine,
In every slice of fruit, a taste of the sublime,
This room, a sanctuary, where light and love combine,
A prayer in every moment, a life in tune with the rhyme.