Chant Their Names Billion More Times... Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

When You know what is good for me,
Why should I send my lists of wants to You
When You choose the right path for me,
Why should I wander in the jungle of the canopy,

When You know my past, present and the future,
Which I hardly remember earlier or never,
Are you the memorable hard disk or the server,
Where You have stored all my ancestor's particulars,

Once upon a time, I was in a hurry and tears,
And You looked at me with the same smile,
Now I am composed not want to nag You anymore,
And you looked at me with the same gesture,

Chanting of Your Names gives me so much pleasure,
Gazing at the sky to find the Masters, who may appear,
The cold and icy full moon and the hot fiery sun,
The dust that enters my eye, You are there in silence.