The Root Of A Miracle Poem by Sumit Ganguly

Lepers are cured by the Lord.
Dry souls say- the priest is a fraud,
to win people's faith he weaves
bizarre stories and only deceives.
But, the gifted souls feel
gratitude for His action as per appeal.
Thousands of miracles happen everyday
few are chronicled, others go astray.
We pray, the heart is linked to God,
a power cures us, we are awed.
What's the cause- asks the intellect.
Lord's domain is too vast, be happy with the effect.

14.1.17





























Ending
hug of Teddy,
help and love of nanny,
stay in bed and the use of pram.
Starts the epoch of facing challenges.
Outdoor invites the little soul,
friends and pleasure are gained
charm of home is
ending.

6thJan.2017