Sublime Grace of Forgiveness
Of late, I thought to give a break from my
overpowering feelings,
Of contention and its clumsiness,
Take a pause and stroll along with the
realms of peace,
Carved through mine personified attitude
or constant practice.
When tried to cradle the enticing charmer,
Moments of self-realization, nudged me to
clasp for air,
A bitter reality dawned before me,
The threshold of the world of peace,
prohibited for unskilled artists.
I got drenched in a pool of thoughts...
Oh! Did I plunge myself into a chasm of sceptical
notions?
Can it ever be achieved? Am I the right to
savour its docility?
Do I have to endure the pain of being
rejected?
I began to wander aimlessly along its shore.
All at once the truth dawned before me,
To attain the unsurpassed, sublime
presence of peace,
I need to be trained with unsurmountable prosopopoeia
of forgiveness,
Eternal calmness rowing me to the brim of
peace.
When Fate itself take the realms of the reign
in His hands,
Who are we to start a strike against it?
We are mere 'Big dancing Puppets'.
Every step is taken, as per the code was written
long before we are born.
Humans' oft forget that we are short term
visitors,
To this world of unrealities, uncertainties,
and insularities,
We expect ourselves to remain here as long
as the world exists,
Unaware that time power can wipe away, flush
away from our very existence.
Cherish each treasured moment,
With the sublime grace of forgiveness
Irrespective of supportive or unsupportive
hands,
By its sublime virtue,
Let unsurpassed potential power of peace be
regained within ourselves.
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