So they say
Words can heal
For who can save
The one who is in grace
Locked in your safety closet
Sipping off that late arriving cheque
Where will we eat
There is no work
Slaves of passion and poverty
Hope the virus evaporates
In divine hands
Even the wealthy pay
In this moment
Life is my way
Truthful in the arms of death
Dancing through existence
Showing me the way
Life will prevail
For death also needs a prey
Poetry and Love
Closed chimneys and bedrooms
Become choked with passion
My body is harming my soul
Feel me with grace
The virus is divinity everywhere
At last I wonder
Where did we go wrong
What can I say
Clasping on slipping sand
Nature has its way
Delicate life and bloated egos
Change is always sane
As life prevails
The world is saved
There is nothing to say
Suffer not in vain
Truth is forever brave
There is no you
There is no me
Existence gracefully says
What goes up
Surely slides down
The virus will go away
Into the paradise of my soul
Can’t you see?
Its everywhere
Still seeking life
Why you run away?
Embrace the fear!
With shining divinity
Keep fighting dear
Till you can see
The world is already saved
Existence always sustains
Only you are late
The medicine man says
