See The New In The Full/Full In The New Poem by lalitha iyer

Some men live
always seeing the negative
side of a face inactive
Sermons are beautiful
when the succour could be drawn
every coin has head and tail
every moon has new and full
as its phases
every day has night
and a worrying twilight
dirts are for the washing
thoughts make up what you are
when the bowl of wine
foams up in the brimming cup
drink not to the full
but think of tomorrows spell
when a loved one is done
and agonised you writhe
the message is sent
to destinations you cant scent
and hands of support extent
just trust and trust in the whole
natural laws are applicable to all
just learn from the discords
and grow like a seed
a soil not of its ilk
and water and sunshine too unknown
the seed grows with a faith
sealed in its bosom
study from the annals of manhood
all truths are universal
mortals we are
modified versions we are
praying is self hypnotising
pray and trust healing self.