PROF. J T Amballur

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To the Church Nearby(poem)

 

Often I go to church

With a bundle of sorrows and worries

Always I go there

With a weeping mood and dreamy mind.

Still I could not meet any angel

to relieve me even a little!

and i couldn’t meet any human being

to sweep my tears of sorrow.

I stood alone tired and cheerless

in the wide hall of mercy at the church

It was nearly sunset

And full of darkness amidst the atmosphere

But the moon and stars appeared twinkling

Across the darkish sky showering

light to the earth.

At once i was surprised to see a figure

with white cloak entering the church,

and passing by my side with a lantern

of kindly light and persuaded me

receiving any rogation

I rose from the ground frightened,

as it was midnight.

The figure stood aside and calmly

swept my tears and relieved me for long.

I felt that the bundles are torn and left and

I am saved by the saviour who appeared.

I turned to my house moved as a christian,

saved by my Lord shattering the voice of joy.

Outside the church it was raining

with a murmuring sound and joyful freshness.

The sky was clear vanishing the clouds

of huge bundles of worries and sorrows

And the earth was drinking the milk

squeezed and dribbled from the sky,

nearer to heaven.

Clouds,O Clouds!,

   the peeping dirty thieves of ocean,

You go far from the sky

    Vanishing the impure smoke,

Wandering   as a lazy pig,

    You swallow the pretty bright sun!

The stars,like bright little lamps,

   Shine far away from this earth,

But ,you with malice towards all,

    hide them all from it’s delight!’

Along the deep and broad shore of sky,

    You lay and lazily moving along

As far as you could swim

   and mix the muddy dirt.

O Clouds!,the offsprings of 

    earth’s emotional ocean,

Oh, malicious smoky fibres

     with rash suffocating speed,

You go along with malice and pride,

which all will once be vanished by god.

It is the will of His that tempted you 

To teach us what we aught to observe,

In wordly life on earth, the way,

By which the devil attacks the beauty heart.

And send him away from the Holy, but starry

Family with it’s Head,the merciful father of all,

Whom we all should erect with safety way

And get the way to enter His kingdom of light.

Oh clouds!,You go far,far,and far away from

The lives of earth,who live in mercy from Him.

Save me,save them all by not thy dirty arms,

But by the father’s shoulders with purity and mercy on us,

That carry the help from divine and Holy crown which gains,

By sorrows and loss and hunger or poverty which come across a cross.

And lead us His Kindly heart of sweet flower,

which carries much thorns in branches of all!

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