Lord Of The Lords, Spirit Of Spirits, Hear! Poem by Shouvik Narayan Hore

Lord of the lord, spirit of spirits, hear!
Rise as the cyclone riseth from the sea,
Pilot the clueless sands up and around,
Aplomb with power- undying and free.
Forgather strength- O calamity sheer!
Mountains, temples, deep cataracts Ye hold
Deep; where silence embrace the silent moon,
Stand and observe its magnanimous mould.
Dole not, nor sunder. The Heavens here look
Under a trellis with primroses bound,
Full with thy superior promises shook
The daggers of malice and hatred; then dress
In beatified robes- on petals ascribe
The camphored firmament of Greatness!