My heart just a little fragile boat
Filled with love and care so-
Unable to deliver what it holds.
Limited are my means and approach
But prayers have miraculous power
Let your love flow in my prayers.
I am a bird of small wings and limited flight
Let my prayers carry the message of peace
To the farthest shore searching for relief.
Bigger like that of Bar-tail godwit
Let my prayer make an arduous flight to
Bring solace to war torn land and blood thirsty sand.
My heart sadden and full of sorrow
To see the greed and hunger for power
Causing so much pain and suffering.
Indiscriminate bloodshed of young and old
In callous disregard for human life
Is there no way out of this strife?
I fold my hands in prayer and kneel
For peace to settle upon me as much
As upon all the hearts torn with grief.
7. 28. 2014
This was written few months back but never posted on this blog. So often we get disturbed with news from war torn areas. This poem was written in one of those moments. Today I feel the need to pray again. Some time prayer becomes the only solace. May peace prevail for all.
Savita Tyagi
12. 16. 2014
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