Passing Of A Great Soul Poem by lalitha iyer

It was on its way
the soul of divine says;
it just visited the earth
the world of humans it met
to tell them of faith and comets
that brings luck and fortune
for those who strive to find.

Dreams are not sleep films
but films that sleeps don't dream
what a beauty, what a philosophy
what a reference to hard work and sweat
Wings of fire
the Missile man with a heart of gold
the man who asked us to fly above clouds
to avoid rains that dampens our hopes.

Modest yet multi millionaire of faith
every quote smells of the heart inside the man
by reading his lines, you can identify the man
the poor born who made us rich
from earth to sky, he missiled by
conquered hearts with kindred smiles
Once in a life time, the King walks us by
Greatness is not a shop brand he made us understand
born simple, he showed us how to kite our desires and dreams
the soul was whisked away when the mortal body on its stage beamed
What an escape the great souls all did
Not on bed, nor on hospital's lounges
When the intellect was braining to millions
when the eyes twinkled with urge to share the wisdom conquered
down-the destiny's time out;
like a vision of God
he landed the vehicle to heavens
What an Avatar he was
the Son of his beloved Mother
who loved his brethren and bread less borns.

Vision were his eyes
Watch were his legs
An epitome of discipline
a monument of modesty and simplicity
A man who left us without leaving
A Purush who enriched us with Artha.