Thought
Far views of horizon broad
Of pinks and wakening hues.
Calm and peace were all around
And silent voice Divine was heard.
Then silence broke along with dawn,
As from minarets echoes bid,
Come pray – come pray this day!
Temple bells rang out aloud,
And shattering shankhas fully blown.
Suddenly retracing sounds
That resonate from source of OM.
Come pray – come pray this day!
Church bells in deep tones did chime,
To announce the hour of prayer time
Alerting pigeons flapped their wings,
In praise of God and living things
Come pray – come pray this day!
I peeped in houses, huts, and tents,
And there I saw the simple lamps.
Heard sincerely uttered chants.
And all the gods were all entranced.
Prayers and thoughts vibrated strong,
Throughout the three grand worlds
And even in celestial realms,
The angels thronged and danced.
Rejoice, today the earth is draped,
With joy and hope as new world shaped.
Prayer
O Lord of constant love, I thank you for the grace of thought and prayer. I know that I have largely wasted these and yet You continue to supply Your very Self as their flow. May we all find precious time to be intensely with Thee.