Thought
On this day the earth will turn
Rain will fall and fires burn
Some will read inspiring books
Others attending to their looks
Like pots of water filled to brim
In each a sun appears therein
Are there many or one sun?
As we eliminate one by one
Body, earth, fire air and rain
Reflections of the mind ordain
In pots reflections don’t contain
The shining one that will remain
Neither coming I nor going
Neither living am I or dying
Losing myself uttering name
No past or future for to aim
Neither inert bowl or platter
Nor man or woman to flatter
Both fish, net and catcher I
I am the ticking time gone by
Prayer
Let Thy name be ever on my lips and Thy presence always here. Thou art that which lights the sun, and no other is there. Thou appear as space and time, objects and movements, name and form; but when you stand alone, none is there but thee. Aye, none is there but I.
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