We Have Travelled To The Capital City Poem by Ravi Kopra

Journey to the capital city
was my holy journey to God
When I was born, a pundit ji
whispered holy mantras
in my tiny red ears
I stopped crying instantly
my mother told me years later

Blessed with god at birth
blessed throughout my life
with my children, my lovely wife
I am on the pilgrimage seeing
holy temples, crosses of Christ

For his final blessings till
one day suddenly I leave
this kal-yuga and appear
before him with folded hands
lying down on his feet
asking no blessings
but just a little touch
on my head near my choti
that pundit ji gave me
when I was ready for marrying
my lovely wife who is here
sitting with me smiling.
What more blessings
do I need?

-a tribute to the poemhunter poet Kumarmani Mahakul who
posted a poem here today with a similar title.