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                                              One Only Goal

                              Vain is life without the light of a goal
                              Like a ship sailing in midst of the sea,
                           Not knowing at which port its flag to roll 
                             Or at which bay to find a shelter free.

                               Vain is life without the light of a goal
                           As we tread our path on our journey of life
                        Like someone stripped of the shine of his soul,
                             Knowing not in which direction to strive.

                              Diverse souls in life have diverging goals:
                           Some wish to sleep on a bag of bank notes,
                                 Some for a voyage to Mars to enrol,
                               Others on bed of the blue sea to float.

                                Many wish top of the ladder to reach,
                               Bask in the sunshine of material bliss,
                                Caring not any fig their self to breach
                              Or to hurl down their friends in an abyss.

                                  In the voyage of life, one only goal,
                              The supreme goal I cherish with a smile
                                     Is to distill and purify my soul
                              That I am worthy to be the Lord`s child.
   
                                  To reach this goal, I am ever ready 
                             To shower love amidst folks in dire needs,
                                To be instruments of the Lord`s mercy
                           To pining souls who themselves cannot feed.

                         Love drives me to care for souls without a roof,
                             Who cannot a square meal a day afford,
                              Who are left on streets to perish aloof
                         With no one for them to chant divine words.

                             Showering love on children of the Lord
                                  Within the bounds of possibility
                           Is serving the Lord in line with His words*
                           And reaching out to His grace and bounty. 

                       Love is the light that clears glooms of mistrust
                          Can restore peace amidst foes and nations
                           Simmers like the shine of a sleek stardust
                             And is the true seedbed of compassion.

                               The inner self exults love for others,
                                   Irrespective of religion or race
                          And yearns to share its light like a brother,
                           Irrespective of caste, creed or birthplace. 
 
                            If we scan our inner self, what we view
                               Is reflection of love of man for man
                              In a little lake with hues of light blue
                        Sparkling with the spangled shine of a friend.



John 13: 34
“A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.”
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