We Are Stringed Poem by Narayanan Nair. P Perunthanam
We Are Stringed
1
Like a crane knee deep
Meditating, I thought deep
On Muse’s blessing.
2
As gold grains sprinkled
Around me at the Centre
Beamed Divine Sun.
3
Deeper and deeper
My breath soft and soft the pulse
Soul with soul merged.
4
No body nobody
Emerald green passed blue
Bright White God in me.
5
God Particle saw
See, will see: my Protector
Almighty Creator.
I enjoyed the concept. What I cannot understand is in this large world of millions of living beings living in misery and innumerable disasters why we search for ' my God' instead of ' our God' who has to take care of all on massive relief operation. The God in the perishing life unnoticed, we talk about the God in the surviving life. But how long sir? According to the scientific probabilities related to the future of things ahead, please note that our earth will be minus human beings by AD 3200 because of the disastrous climatic and environmental reverses and there will be life for the creatures that may tune to the new life in water and under the earth. But will any of them have enough brains to invent a God who can be called' our protector'? Take it light sir.
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4/23/2024 3:20:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Drop by drop you created the thirst on me very good poem NAsar well write