258. Blessing Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

I was a needy, poorer than a beggar
As I had no money, no wealth
But I tried to possess the things
Which are bought only with money.
Gradually the desire to gain
Silver and gold, diamond and pearl
Become a burden of my heart
And I felt pain and agony.
Then I left the hope of those things
Which are purchased with only money.

I drove away greediness from my mind
And summoned you with my heart time and again.
Finally you appeared before me
To bless me with the light of your Love
Which is not purchasable.
My mind became purified
And I felt myself elevated
From the thorns of reality and life.
Now I am not a needy
As my heart has become your Holy Temple.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'The Bower Of Love, ', No.9
Copyrights@March25,2014.