Prayer To Lord

PRAYER TO LORD LORD, Sun sets, his smile remains, like a vermilion On the head of a Hindu woman, the cinnabar, To be sprinkled on his cloth, his sneak attack. LORD. So, LORD, the ripples, spreading like love to nothingness, Love actually is, whirling sands, creating dunes, In deserts, and then, the palm tree, water and oasis. Oasis, LORD, your chariot’s yellow spins, fine elements Of your creative wish, to be showered on the mortal lovers They share their joys and sorrows with you LORD. Joy and sorrows with you, wars and hates make them Even harder, in the bed of love, as separation is finite, They worship non-separation, the infinity that is you LORD. Bless them LORD, they know nothing but you, so they love, Each other, in the forests, among birds and bees, wild winds, And the summer heat, for you, for your creation, LORD. ooooooooooo © RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY 16 OCTOBER, 2014 20:16:00(IST)