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poignancy. The following verses, thrown together, are taken from different contexts: Seeing withered corn, my spirit drooped, Watching the wretch that begged from door to door unavailingly, and hungry sank to sleep, I brooded. At sight of long-racking disease I shuddered. Starving, poor, too proud to beg, and spirit-broken, broke me. O Last Boon, Shining Lord of Ethereal Space, When I hear of human creatures starving or spent with hunger, a fear seizes me, like a fire in the mind, quickly ablaze, and my body shivers. Cattle’s lowing turned hoarse Dismayed me. Bull and beast ill-fed Preyed on me. Quacking fowl and duck Unhinged me. Lord, when I saw the murderous knife Dangling from the butcher’s hand, I trembled in fear. When people’s voices rose in squabble A shivering came on me. When they knocked at the door in frenzy It jarred on me. O Lord, you know, when some one wailed, ‘O father’ or ‘mother’ or ‘Alas’, The words tore through me Like an uprooting storm. O Essence beyond the mind of man, Final Anchor, my Master, I, your servant, bound to my kin, friends, comrades, mother, brothers, sisters, others, am sore-troubled to see passing clouds on their faces, You know. O Father, Splendor of the Cosmic Stage, My God, my great Goal, Need I tell you the distress that sears my mind When, in this distressful world, Mother, comrades, friends, People near to me, people next to me, People removed from me, Suffer, and I see them suffer, Pangs of hunger, pain of disease. Scorching afflictions, Lord, You do know. Lord, whose dance is blessing Seed and fruit of final being, In this passing show of life Choked by grievous want, When greyed people and young people , known and unknown, recount to me their trials and tribulations, My mind trembles and splinters, Lord, You do know. Source : Vallalar Messenger of Grace Light |
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