I am thy poet of O Muse
The revelations
That come I can’t refuse.
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and scholar credited with 170 plus books of English literature, philosophy and spirituality. He won great Serbian Award Charter of Morava and his name adorns the Poets’ Rock in Serbia. He was honored with Seneca Award LAUDIS CHARTA by Academy of Arts & Philosophical Sciences, Bari, Italy 2024. He is Founder President of the International Academy of Ethics and conferred Doctor of Philosophy (Honoris Causa) by University of Engineering & Management, (UEM) Jaipur. Email anandjs55@yahoo.com
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REVELATIONS
I had an overpowering feeling
That the land on which
I came for a walk
Belonged to a farmer
Only he did not mind my steps on his land
It was kind of him perhaps because he knew
I am here only for a minutes few
And would be gone
By the time dry turns the dew.
How impermanent everything was
I was thankful to the farmer
Who let me stay
Here for a while
On this farmland visited by
Sunlight and winds and trees
And some birds too who chirped
And lent thy poet a hundred thoughts
To weave magic with emotions and words.
For a moment a thought came
Did this farm belong to the farmer?
Was it a part of his body?
Oh…it belonged to the earth
And this earth belonged
To the invisible farmer
Who owns this sunlight
As well as these winds, these vines,
And these fruit, clinging to them.
I looked around with a grateful gaze
Everywhere looked like a silent sage
I took no time to realize
What was often said by the wise
How everything belongs to Him.
Even I who am here to serve Him
I am thy poet of O Muse
The revelations
That come I can’t refuse.
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