Oh, You Are The Lord! Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Oh,
You are the lord here,
At this time.
How many lords are there
That I know not.
But I know as you told
Just now, you are
Here, for all.
Let me tell you,
My dear lord, first,
Save yourself
From the whirlwind,
First, save yourself
From the storm,
From the rage of nature.
I know not how many
hands and feet have you,
Or you have nothing at all.
But I know each creature
Has legs and hands
To do the routine works
That are there for them.
I know so many languages,
So many sounds but I know
Not which sound is yours
And in which words you
Are able to communicate
Your inner feelings here.