Something noble, something magnificent
Coming your way
Greet the changes as they come
Peaks are attained by the ones, who aspire them
Awareness is the key Changing times tilt the balance
This time, O' Dear! is your turn
Sweeten your Soul Refresh your Self Rejoice (1.3)
Flowers’ benign fragrance
sweetens the soul sublime
Thorn is there to protect
It is not for nothing that
the two are together
Why hate one and glorify the other (4.2)
Nature’s bounty available to those
who care to share and restore
Whose exclusive estate is this
You act as the Master, I as the tiller
Let’s nurture our estate together
You do what you can, I what I (8.3)
Guidance is not far behind, once
Earnest first step taken
Nature is anxious to reveal itself
We only do not open the door
Remain not in doubt, looking askance
Promised help comes when required (11.2)
In difficulties look within, not to others
Better help comes in whispers
Listen with intent (14.3)
Painful moments come in life, true
Pause for a while
Understand
Again be yourself (15.5)
A date with you, O Lord,
is what I want
People say, you are the epitome of Love
Sinners are blessed by you, not cursed
Their minds not made heavy with guilt
I am also one of those lovelorn creatures
Will you embrace me,
Will you take care (21.2)
Love- abiding, not God-fearing, am I
Trusting more God’s love
Than His wrath (25.1)
Heed the message given
It is especially chosen for you
Consult not others for what it means
Answer lies within you, explore
Very seldom, one benefits
From other’s labours
Very seldom, words mean
The same to all (34.4)
Thus O heart, sing along alone
If someone is near, appreciate
If none comes along your way
Makes no difference, why complain
In living and dying, man is by himself
Learn the joy of being alone (34.7)
Whom to show your heart
Whom to narrate the woes
Those who listen, don’t care
Caring ones are rare to find
Keep your tales to yourself
Treasure your joy and pain (40.1)
Forces of destiny provide everyone
As one aspires
I get my joy, at my terms
Why should I complain (41.4)
Dependence on others
Compulsion of circumstances
Living alone, life impossible
As we can please none fully
None can really touch our heart
Verily, all relationship is peripheral
Inner core, remains unsullied (42.3)
Bestowed love, is the grace paramount
Sweetened is the receiver, in delight
If my ego must repel begging, asking
My humility must accept thankfully
The benediction
Conferred with love
Without there being a taker
Who can give
Thus, O’ Dear!
Give generously while you can
Accept gracefully, when it’s your turn (43.5)
Whispers
From Beyond
Mitwa Vishwa
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