God's Mill Makes Worries Nil

Question not God's decision,

He knows fully what to do,

Pray to make an impression,

You won't in any way rue.

Your past if you wisely analyze,

You may notice apparent losses,

They are all no doubt no lies,

God's grace thinking exposes.

God is the very best judge,

Who will perform the best,

Better never at all grudge,

Here be a very happy guest.

Every loss made you wiser,

Despite loss, efforts grew,

God is surely not a miser,

Have cheer and no blue.

You were defeated reasonably,

And you have also so far survived,

You are now prolonging very ably,

Your moral strength has revived.

Fate bit you like a deadly cobra,

God only took out the poison,

Confused you badly life's algebra,

You went astray my dearest son.

God's efforts were painstaking,

In making a man out of you,

If, God, your mind is mistaking,

Useless are all that you knew.

By God, a fine way was shown,

That way you didn't at all use,

That way is very well-known,

At least now, you wisely muse.

Fame, money, power will vanish,

Noblest acts only withstand time,

Discontentment, try to vanquish,

Let Divine bliss be your sole aim.

Help all those who approach,

If help is within your realm,

You be your astute self coach,

By carrying. "love all" emblem.

Supply peace for the world,

And pray to God for that,

If hurdles are at you hurled,

God's feet, let your eyes wet!

M V Venkataraman