Twelve Months, A Rendering Of Poetry Of Guru Arjun Dev In English Verse Poem by Ravi Kopra

O God, you sent us away
Our deeds were deplorable
Please have us back.

We have wondered in ten
different directions to the
four corners of the world
seeking a refuge in you.

Crops wither without water
Bring no money
A cow giving no milk is of no use.

We are restless without you
No peace to our souls
It's like living in a village
burning under the scorching sun.

Please be kind, we sing your songs
You live in a house unshakeable
We beseech you.

-to be continued