O GOD! LET ME BE A FLOWER AT THY FEET!

O GOD! LET ME BE A FLOWER AT THY FEET!

O God! Thou hast blest me with a wonderful life

A chaste, devout, ever loving and caring wife,

Gusto, zeal, vigour and valour to win the cold strife.

Ah! Thou art Omni-present, and Thy miracle is rife.

Thou hast bestowed on me Reason to hug virtue and skip sin

Thou hast poured on me scruples to be noble, and not be mean

Thou hast endowed on me power to consume for the needy

Thou hast enriched me with a conscience never to be greedy!

Thou hast gifted me with unique parents, who brought me here

So that I can, by means of good deeds, make the world better

Can leave an indelible footprint by means of your Divine Grace

Can blossom like a flower to spray peace, and heavenly solace!

But, let me be granted, O the Ocean of Mercy a last wish!

Let me be a man of flower to lie at Thy Sacred Lotus feet

And enjoy Thy first gracious, purifying Glance, a rare treat,

Lest, snared by mundane mire, I should miss salvation- Bliss!

©Shankar D Mishra 03.05.2017

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