Today Poem by Ashoka Harichandan

They say today is beautiful
Year day and month in sync
I say that day is beautiful
When about the Lord we think!

We think of how to reach high
Wherever the Lord might Be
He must be laughing how we try
Then He comes to set us free!

The mystic number is the seven
The world rejoices thinking this
There is rejoicement in heaven
Only for a true devotee in Bliss!

For him the world ceases to be
As he contemplates on the Lord
He does not care if bound or free
As he dives deep into the Word!