Thought
O hero descendant of sages
Breath of love sweet and sure
Swept along by power of ages
Thrilling words that will endure
On mother’s rocky foot stand
Master beckons “cross the sea”
Hurt for poor and open hand
Inspired thoughts flowing free
Lion roars “Arise awaken sing”
Shake off shackles wait no more
Restore thy glory that’s undying
Lead us to thy distant shore
Into the vast depths plunged he
Returned and its secrets shared
With outcasts on their own journey
In stirring rhythmic phrases dared
Prayer
O Lord grant me the gift of truthful thoughts, words and deeds. I offer thee my limbs, body and soul to move the world at least a little with thy values of strength and goodness. Let my legacy be to show thy glory that works even through the smallest vessel.
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