He Is Never Late
The pigeons had started long back
with the message of peace and prosperity;
why have they not reached yet
to announce the dawn of a new era?
The swans had left for their mission
of elevating tranquility to new heights;
why then is there no trace of them
in the lake of my restless mind?
You promised to come to our rescue
from one age to another, in every age;
what holds You back, O Lord,
my eyes are closing in Your wait.
Look, my son, look around,
in those huts and shanty towns,
in their sufferings and wails,
there you shall find Me, and
pigeons and swans as well.
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c s shah
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