Psalm Of God's Grace. Poem by Subrata Ray

Hindu, Christian, Buddha who ever you may be,
No way to salvation, if does not grace He.
God's grace sets the mind,
On the sail of devotional wind,
And anchors the devotee in His lotus rime.


By His grace you are led,
To try in the rise and fall,
In perils of life, forest and desert,
Your orphan-cry to Him is all,
Prodigal be you are He negates you not .

His grace comes like flood,
In the dreary desert of life,
And picks up your boat,
Leads it to float,
In the leludge of His hike.

Grace brings God's name,
Grace brings His form as Avatar,
In all spiritual path,
Grace guides as Pole-Star.

Grace awakens Conscience,
And opens your 3rd Eye,
To discriminate between right and wrong,
To manifest you Soul, and makes you strong.

Grace pulls you to Unconscious realm of meditation,
Grace bestows you the supernatural, -the spiritual commotion.