Armor Of Light Poem by Monesh Kumar

Let the wings of light
shield me from the storm
wrap me with love
and be my uniform.
One shall pave me
a path of thorns
challenge my endurance
take pleasure in my mourns.
I shall embrace the thistle
for their joy and pleasure
as they fill their urn of deeds
which carries the supreme measure.
The lies linger around
that overshadow the feeble
lies that betray God
now was THAT ever possible?
Show me all thee might
throw at me the roaring fire
For i'm armored by the Angels light
Oh Fool, You're the victim of the great Maya