Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty Poet Rhyme

I Sit There Among the Trees

I sit there among the trees
Leafy recess an arbor breeze
Husky sounds breathe wheeze
Tremor of wind.

I sit and hike through the mind
My god is great sweet and kind
Slowly the gems of soul are mined
In eyes of blind.

I sit and chant my holy prayer
Lord in heart you so desire
In the dark I see the watch fire
Funneled through lyre.

I listen to the eternal whisper
Deep silent good thought-keeper
In the deep nook hear the beeper
Lord is coming-near.



Whispers Of Your Soul - Poetry Contest
Sponsor	Gail Angel Doyle
Poet: RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
Written on 15 December 2014

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David Meade December 15, 2014 at 10:28 AM You have a keen sight and share hearing -- may your prayer chant be sweet music to the Lord -- Outstanding my good friend. 7

Dorian Petersen Potter December 15, 2014 at 9:30 AM Excellent pen Rajat! Very neat rhymes, dear friend. Enjoyed your verses. :) A 7 for you! Love and hugs! xxx D.