O God! There may not be a great purpose for my presence on this earth but surely something about it as you took the time to create me
May your divineness caution me to never become the part of worst purposes
O God! allow me to praise you
You are our Divine Farmer
We are just the dust under your foot
Thy knew how to plough the universe
Thy knew how to sow the seeds
Thy knew how to trim the plants
Thy knew how to manoeuver
Thy knew how to reap the harvest
Thy knew how to destroy the leftover stack
O God allow me to praise you
You are our Divine Guard
We are just a hay that smashes under your sight
Thou knew how to guard the universe
Thou knew how to draw the line to our extremes
Thou knew how barricade our lives
Thou knew how to behold our actions
Thou knew how to squeeze the best of us
Thou knew how to punish the worst of us
O God! bless me with spirituality
O God! bless me with immateriality
©Anjana Lahuri@2020