Soon as the flowery arrows
Of thine vermillion dawn wake me,
Every grain of thine Nature shows
And music flows filled with honey.
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Alone God can grant us grace to greet all strife. A beautiful spiritual poem is so impressively delineated. Thank you dear sir for poating this gem with us.
Really, words like these reinforce you to write more. Thank you so much, Kumarmaniji.
O let me live with my own life, All content— cravings, nor a hint, O grant me grace to greet all strife, Let my face show not a faint tint. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - What a lovely prayer! ! ! And let me see the world through thee, That, one day I can thine self see. ____
Thanks for the good words, Bharatiji. After reading these two comments I now wonder how I wrote such a poem. Generally my prayers are mute. I never ask for anything, nor expect, for, I firmly believe, one gets no more than what is deserved.