21 Nov 2014 Poems


Sitting in darkness
the stars bright above,
the puja bell rings with
chants of divine love.
Wake up spirit
don’t let your slumber fool you
You are always awake
Wake up!

Nearby temples join in with their prayers
Om lives in this atmosphere.

Orange begins to arise
fingering light beams across the sky,
the palm of God’s hand
brings a new day.

Across the horizon
the light expands,
high mountains of white cloud
fly eagles without sound.

The Light illuminates the days work to be done.
Remember Me always
in each word, deed, and in fun.
The glory is forever
the beauty is here
look deep inside you
and with Me never fear.

– Devika K. (USA)

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