My Happy Home Poem by Dr. Madan Gandhi

There is an isle of peace
afloat in ocean of my heart
where world can’t intrude.
My natural haunt when alone

A place of serenity and calm
my tortoise shell, my still centre
from which I monitor the pace of storms
and hurricanes raging in the outside world

It’s a hermitage under the sky with no doors
privy to every wind and current, of seven floors
rising one above the other, with a sky-kissing dome
hanging on the bars of ether, my happy home

All around there are seers in contemplation
who radiate peace and calm to the outside world
a healing balm for wounds of hatred
a merciful rain of love and compassion.
(Yayati)