Praising Ram Shree
Even a fool like me
Becomes like a tree
Laden with vice and virtue
Fruit, flower and thorn sharp
All it offers in worship of Thee
Heart is soiled and den light is dim
Still I wait for your footsteps
Saving sweetest of my berries
Frightening is journey ahead
Unexplained is hour of sadness
Lonely and desolate I wander here
When the scorching sun hides
Day recedes into darkness
Half moon peeks from oak leaves
In silence I watch tiny fireflies
Floating like silvery earthstars
Emanating light here and there
The joy it offers in its short life
The winged light of hope lingers
In peace of night to worship Thee.
6.24.2015
Without His worshipers He, Too would be desolate and lonely, So he created for his company, Me, them, and thee, Teehee Keep on expressing yourself!
In silence I watch tiny fireflies Floating like silvery earthstars Emanating light here and there The joy it offers in its short life The winged light of hope lingers In peace of night to worship Thee. Beautiful... Nice one!
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Devotion and prayers will make a life worthy.During the short period of life we are supposed to perform the duty assigned to us for the welfare of the world. Thank you Savitaji for conveying this message to us