Empty Hands
Reborn here now without baggage,
when from the last life I was gone,
I took nothing in my carriage,
the outcome of karma well done.
Mission completed, I return,
reborn here now without baggage,
solely with God’s grace in soul’s urn
to spread the light of His message.
Flying away from the life’s cage,
divine freedom my soul has known,
reborn here now without baggage,
for I desire nothing to own.
I was born once with empty hands,
played my part unattached on stage,
carried nothing, for thus He planned,
reborn here now without baggage.
October 8, 2021
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Contest : Dawn
Sponsor : Unseeking Seeker
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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