Santosh Kumar Biswa - WHITE DOVE

White Dove
An Anthology of Love, Peace, Fidelity and Humanity by Santosh Kumar Biswa
Mercy
Behold! Regress to witness that lack
What we transgressed to hold fast the life.
The world has gone pale, heaven seems gray,
The way of compassion looks feculent,
Rough winds to glaze over the forgiveness,
The mercy, nowhere to catch; it lost its terminus.
Call up, mercy, not simply blesses who yields,
From your wise actions, it too, bless you equal,
Sometime, more to render on your position.
Let mercy overflow your heart upon destitute
Who in dare need cry on your feet to flourish
For the pain they bear is inconceivable to stand.
Get hold of their shoes in your heart to regain
Like the fish beneath the water for food,
Then shall you be able to pull in the ruefulness
With attributes of God in you, cultivate divine love,
For the gracious mind in mercy and truth
To form the earth and the heaven shines again.
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