The Bliss



You went to the temple

Hoping to be favoured 

Offered flowers and sweets

To please the Lord


Orphans sitting outside the temple

Hungry homeless children

Offer them those flowers and sweets

The Lord will be pleased


You bathed the idol with milk & rose petals

And plated them with gold & silver

Clinking coins and wet currency notes

Seeking blessings from the Lord


Destitutes sitting at the temple door steps 

Feed them with love and care

Give them shelter, food and clothes

And you will be blessed by the Lord


You promise to offer rich ornaments 

If you succeed to corrupt the corrupted

Birth of a successor, land and lavish life

Conditional offerings with many ifs


Promise to offer decent lives

Feeding the unfed, starved lives

Foster parents to the forsaken 

Unconditional offerings with doubtless faith


Marble slabs and gold inscribed initials

Obituary to the departed souls

Oblations and offertory 

Favour grace for eternity and afterlife 


A satchel with books

Teach the untaught young or old

Skill and scriptures to the untrodden

Favour grace for life


Go to the temple

To illuminate not with candles

Emblaze the forlorn and feeble

Brightening the dusky light


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