A Little Lamp

A Little Lamp

If you are the fire, Oh Lord

Make me a little lamp

That brightens up the space around

With all the wick and oil it has

Though small, insignificant

Though not the mighty forest fire

Though not the mammoth disc

That adorns the sky

But still, a source of light

A guide

Something that cuts through darkness

And beats the sickly cold

Something that spreads your divinity

And spread calm around it

If you are the fire, Oh lord

Make me a little lamp.

Omnipresent

Omnipresent

You spread light to places

The sun has not touched

You hear voices

That has never been heard

You see through the opaqueness

You walk through solid

However unseen or unheard

You are felt and thus, you are known

There is a part of you in us

And all of us in you

The fact that you surround and protect us

Remains the biggest truth

Cure- by Arathi Menon

Cure

Oh Guardian, I keep faith in You

You cure every ill

Do scrape the cataract of my eyes

To see through every lie

Do soothe the deep burns on my skin

By fire of jealousy

Take away the numbness from my fingertips

To distinguish right from wrong

Do heal every wound caused

By different pains of life

Control the pressure of my blood

That rises when I am enraged

Do fix my backbone

To stand up against every wrong

Do suck the poison from my heart

That spreads hatred through my veins

Pardon- by Arathi Menon

Pardon

I know not, Oh Lord

How many lies escaped my lips

How many words, like poison stings

Have been shot by my tongue

And how many bodies in which

Their veins spread the poison

From the pierce of these stings

How many faces I punched with my fist

That left a permanent mark on them

how many drops of salty water

I’ve extracted from damp eyes

Knowingly or unknowingly

With intentions good or bad

I’ve given woes to different souls

However near, however dear

Pardon me, Oh Lord, for all those deeds

So I shall do it no more

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