I dont pray to ask for anything
Nor to show off strange being,
I just express my soulful feeling
To access your eternal blessing,
I'm just a dot on your painting
Which on its own mean nothing,
Your nib knows where I'm heading,
Connecting me to the dots outlying,
Precisely I know what I'm doing,
What I've received, I'm utilizing,
My destiny depends on this acting,
What I've sown, that I'm picking,
O Lord! listen to my prayers genuine
Keep me forever in your vigilance routine.
© Anupam Mishra
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