The Alms Poem by ramesh rai

I was walking under the pavement
an old beggar standing by the side
saying to all pedestrian
God may bless, who gives
God may bless, who does not give

I stood before the beggar
and gazed at his face
a deep weirdness appeared

As a non-stop
the beggar was saying to all
God may bless, who gives
God may bless, who does not give

While I stood before him
his face bloomed out with pleasure
I liked to disturb him and said
you do not have any other job
this made him irritated

I gave him a coin
and asked him again
he lowly replied
I am capable for this only

I asked him again
how do you feel to those
who do not pay any attention
he replied, no, never
I am doing my job
they are doing their job

I asked him again
I gave you a coin
what will you give me

he replied humbly
blessing
the price of which
can be given by God only
and none on the earth

I realised the price of his blessing
more than billion of dollars
now the scene was reverse
my eyes were flooded with tears

The beggar was now doner
I was standing
before the richest doner of the world
like a beggar
seeking alms
of love, peace, prosperity and light
in my life.