SOME DIVINE SERMONS
Do stretch a hand of help to the destitute and poor,
Do sweeten those lives deprived, tortured and sour!
Do fulfill, without resentment, the needs of the needy,
Do give up fast, the company of the lecherous and greedy!
Be a blissful vision and the brightest ray of light for the blind,
Be a guiding beacon for the shipwrecked and misguided mankind!
Be a sweetiful cause for someone's long awaited and sought after smile,
Do remember Frost, "You have to march alone, before you sleep, many a mile!
Be forever a rock strong prop of the crippled and the lame,
Do relinquish all that invites showers of disgrace and shame!
Do quit the queue that hankers after nefarious name and fulsome fame,
Do fight life's battle like a lion, and play like Dhyan Chand your life's game!
Be a wiping kerchief to soak someone's genuine and valuable tears,
Do try to be a replica of Lord Ram's squirrel to render your service with cheers!
Be as generous as the King Harishchandra, an epitome of action Preacher,
Dig not a ditch for others; be for the thirsty a cool and quenching pitcher!
Do flow, like the ever bounteous Ganga, your laudable munificence,
Do possess inside, like the sane coconut shell, all the invaluable essence!
Be unperturbed and unbudging, like the tolerant and resistant mountain,
Do rejoice and dance joyously in others' success and happiness like a fountain!
Be softer than the Shiuli flowers, and fresher than the monsoon showers,
Be sweeter than the sweetest sugarcanes with the blessings of the Spiritual Powers!
Don't follow the foul means to earn 'The bad master and a good servant' called money,
Be loyal and devoted in your duty, to keep forever your life's firmament sunny!
Do refresh and refine your aura with the fragrance of noble deeds,
Do sow in the fallow lands of life, to be blessed with my Grace, the Virtue Seeds!
Do bury the corpse of your hateful and heinous habits at the earliest,
Or else, you shall be divested of precious peace, solace and eternal Rest!
Neither be a pestering pest nor have eyes to find only others' fault and defect,
In all weathers have faith in God, the finest Creator and the greatest Architect!
Be sincere like Time, broad like the Sky and merciful like the Sea, to all,
Then only can you, without fail, beat the grave, and shall remain immortal!
Copyright ©️ Dr Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 22.12.2021
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