Extreme poverty I need,
My pilgrimage to feed,
To be a dependent on God's will.
The recurring days and night,
Must I ride with the haunting spell,
Till all the layers of conventions vanish,
And the glimpse of Brahman is felt..... beautiful poem. liked it very much.. Egoless when we seek God, God is going to appear before you my dear poet. i am sure of it. thank you. really enjoyed your poem tony
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Extreme poverty I need, My pilgrimage to feed, To be a dependent on God's will. The recurring days and night, Must I ride with the haunting spell, Till all the layers of conventions vanish, And the glimpse of Brahman is felt..... beautiful poem. liked it very much.. Egoless when we seek God, God is going to appear before you my dear poet. i am sure of it. thank you. really enjoyed your poem tony