A Selfless Being Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

A burning wick the whole domain lights,
While its scorches itself all along;
Yet the darkness beneath, it slights.

Amber, sandal or the incense variety,
Lend Divine pleasure of fragrance strong,
Smouldering self, but to disburse charity.

Crushed cane, else dancing in the field
Oozes copious succulent flow, too sweet
Going itself sapless for the juicy yield

All is noble, beautiful and mere lovely
In Patience, Pardon and a Merciful treat -
In situations cold, dealt with rather gravely