The Summum Bonum Poem by Subrata Ray

The hut was built,
Upon a lonely desert,
A heart was given to lit the heart.

The eyes were given to set
In window blinds,
And watch and wait,
The lover's advent in sands-storm gate.

The mind was given to cultivate,
And wash and clear,
The saggy, boggy temptation's fear.

The hands were given to pray and serve,
And offer the self with alms of love,
Around and every where,
With a faith that the Father is there.

The ear is given to hear the voice,
That God speaks from every race,
Amidst the crowds and uncared noise.