The Summum Bounm Poem by Subrata Ray

The Summum bonum
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
The body's land ,
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.