Miracle
MIRACLE
Instructions of my Dad was priority.
He was my idol, philosopher-and guide.
Miraculously got opportunity
identifying myself really redefined.
My father’s Colloquium arranged at best.
Memorial Hall on Inauguration
Everything formerly scheduled and well set.
No scope for my active participation.
Felt earnest urge to speak from core of my heart.
I wrote about his works when he was alive.
I must pay tribute and honor on my part.
I had ventured on extempore speech to give.
On my own performance I got astonished.
Short, speedy, attractive speech to present Dad.
Instant Tie bet Dad and I was established.
Forgotten fact just mysteriously flashed.
I recollected, in my Dad’s Cloud Chamber,
forty years back I worked and was much surprised
to find me as only one in seminar
once worked in his project and was mesmerized.
Overwhelmed on pure pristine placid perception
of strong divine bond with my Late father.
Spoke as if guided on his illustration.
Discovered me as true inheritor rather.
Existence of soul illuminated my mind.
Eager Souls capable to communicate
even on erased memories to rewind.
Rhythms of emotive souls can resonate.
01/10/16
Re-edited on 08/19/ 21
First Place
'A Brian Strand rime
Contest by Brian Strand
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