SOMETHING I LOOK AT-61 BY-SMUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My father! how sweet were those days when i was at your feet chanting your hymns siba sahasranama and mahimna stotra from morning to evening how beautiful were those moments when your temple was my lone asylum your prasad my only diet How captivating were those nights spent in repeating your name visualising your resplendence so engrossed i was could not differentiate when i was awake and when i was asleep in my conscious mind you were in my subconscious mind you were in every moment of my life i felt your presence and your sweet smile guided me in each step In a weak moment might have craved for your affluence and splendour and you gave me the whole world but took away those fulfilling moments those fascinating days and nights that innocent smile on my lips that simple mind far away from this glittering word and its lovely amenities i lost those beautiful feelings my heaven on earth what i gained everyone knows but what i lost i only know My Lord! what to do with your spellbinding grandeur when you are miles away beyond my horizon and the more i look at your splendour the poorer i become My master! take away everything you have given but return me those days and nights which were once completely mine let me be at your feet once again praying and repenting feeling your presence in whatever i see and what lies beyond let me have a bit of the poison you drank to be of any use in this cosmic drama of yours copyright@smrutiranjan 12.2.2018 ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #VantinesDay SOMETHING I LOOK AT-61 BY-SMUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My father! how sweet were those days when i was at your feet chanting your hymns siba sahasranama and mahimna stotra