To The Lord Poem by Indira Renganathan

To The Lord

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Concerned or cornered? o'Lord Thyself decide
Speaking out from the fraternity of disabled
To allay with Thy bliss desired

Figured out Thy model noble
On paper, wood, stone..a sacred ideal
A celestial idol the disabled forged
O'Lord impaired Thee too there
Law of nature? If true
Even Thee impaired have we to accrue?

A multitude of creatures
A mundane bulk of pride and prejudice
Disrespecting us in Thou mighty sphere
Concerned or cornered we here?
Virtuous or impaired Thee there?
Thy omnipotence biased? Benighted here hilighted there?

O'Lord empathize.Grant Thou benevolent showers
Imbue with us, with our silenced limbs
Assay our struggle Thyself then decide
These mortals to be cornered?

Saturday, April 19, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: devotion,prayer
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akhtar Jawad 23 October 2017

Assay our struggle Thyself then decide These mortals to be cornered? ..................Perhaps He is still working, let us hope a time will come, when the cornered mortals will be the free immortals. A great philosophic poem.

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Indira Renganathan 30 October 2017

very much pleased Akhtar....thank you

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