sathya narayana - OBLATION

Poetry? ! What do I know? ?
Someone unknown stirs the mind
Kneads the thoughts; knits fine rows
Of words and runs my numb hand

He is my invisible tow
Of feel and emotive discord
A good friend and a bad foe
Playing with my passion-world

As if keeping up my vows
Of countless past births’ damp load
To His edicts I kowtow
Offering Him, His own words

sathya narayana

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