Penned when I was in Anbu Hospital in Teppakkulam Madurai with Flora Athai
A moment with Thee is like refreshing breeze.
How profits my soul when I’m down on my knees.
Thy presence with me is like healing balm.
The storms in my heart abate and all is calm.
A moment with Thy word and ready I am to face
The trials and toil my life is bound to trace.
I spen a moment to drink my heart’s fill–
Of Thy word, and glory, I am richer still.
-n- 21 December 1986
[Disclaimmer: I am not proud of most of the “poetry” that I have penned in my lifetime. I am no poet, but most of these poems were written at times when prose could not have provided the necessary expression and release of emotion. My poems are as important to me as singing may to be to someone who is not endowed with a singing voice—it justifyably fulfils a need. Thus, although not primarily meant for the consumption of the wider audience, it has a place in my blog, which, as I have mentioned before, also functions as a platform for my own retrieval and use.]