The Large, Cupped Hand-N
Heard a voice, “Look into my hollow hand”
I saw a large hand, a cupped right hand
I sensed this hand covering the earth in his hand
My Karma or deeds have been answered indeed.
For wisdom and love in the hollow of his hands
When on this earth finally my life ends
I will fly to the Lord’s land on a dove’s wings
To reach safe and sound to his heavenly premises.
Whatever betide me, His hand will guide
Will hold my head high, why should I hide?
To enjoy closely all the heavenly things with pride
And purity of His elements, water, air, and light.
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2010
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