You gave me faculty.
Bestowed me with ability.
Showered me with agility and hopefully humility.
Never doubted your existence,
Have time and again experienced your benevolence.
In happiness, despair and despondence,
You have blessed with grace and radiance.
You have helped me persevere,
Look, listen, learn and revere.
You were there to guide and steer.
Whenever life felt difficult to bear.
I don’t seek you in a church, mosque or temple,
Your presence all around is ample.
I see you in tree, shrub, bird and sea,
In kindness, cheer, care and camaraderie.
I hear you in a bird’s chirp and song,
In miracles-weak and strong.
In days -short and long.
While not judging- right from wrong.
Published by Shalini Kathuria Narang
Shalini Kathuria Narang is a software professional and a freelance journalist. She has reported for national and international newspapers, magazines and news sites. Her poems have been published in several anthologies including Starry Nights: Poetry of Diaspora in Silicon Valley and Pixie Dust and All Things Magical. She is a monthly contributor to Masticadores USA and has been published on Spillwords Press. She is originally from New Delhi.
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