When the eyes begin to see, the world is born anew,
There’s still failure and death and misery,
But like the Buddha, the understanding is new,
Birds can be heard, wind can be felt and stillness a friend,
In this rebirth, there’s tremendous joy and certainty that there’s indeed a loving God.
There’s still failure and death and misery,
But like the Buddha, the understanding is new,
Birds can be heard, wind can be felt and stillness a friend,
In this rebirth, there’s tremendous joy and certainty that there’s indeed a loving God.
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| The Song of the Sufi Masroof |
2 comments:
So, you are the lesser known poet...saw that you have penned a poem in 'lovelets'. That would be my first brush with publishing world....i see that u are a renowned figure...Penguin has published u... what more can i say *respect*
Thank you so much for stopping by Ritesh.
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