The World is Already Saved

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