I don’t desire to wear a sad face too long
When I know I live in a world of flowers and birds
And that the evening will usher in a sky of scattered stars,
When I know hopeful prayers and songs
Can find you wherever you are.
I’m going to peruse the Psalms and the Dhammapada,
Find encouraging light in the Bhagavad-Gita
Until my breath is one with gratitude
And forever connected to the beauty of life.
yes, his eye is on the sparrow... do you know that old hymn?
Hai! Poet! The profound, prolific, mystic mind reflects, and refrain of fain, strain thoughts flowing and filling the pure hearts. The poem opious, pious of truth. The track of truth, worth and mirth. God bless you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. I like it Satheesh kumar