FOUND
I have found you
In the smile of the toothless ,
In the love of the mindless ,
in the soft touch
of dappled deer
under a gentle sun’s caress ,
in the pollen dust sticking
to the butterfly
in the morning’s dazzling face ,
in the kind words of friends
who steal others’ distress ,
in the sweet satisfaction
lying at the end of
a marathon race ,
in the likes of thousand hearts
that my words
so beautifully brace ,
in the peace
of an imagined death
at the end of life’s race ,
and in the serenity
of devotees in a trance
under the bower of divine grace.
Copy right: saroj kumar padhi
I have found you
In the smile of the toothless ,
In the love of the mindless ,
in the soft touch
of dappled deer
under a gentle sun’s caress ,
in the pollen dust sticking
to the butterfly
in the morning’s dazzling face ,
in the kind words of friends
who steal others’ distress ,
in the sweet satisfaction
lying at the end of
a marathon race ,
in the likes of thousand hearts
that my words
so beautifully brace ,
in the peace
of an imagined death
at the end of life’s race ,
and in the serenity
of devotees in a trance
under the bower of divine grace.
Copy right: saroj kumar padhi
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