Whole Soul

Flying high, you see a sight

Brilliant sun, shining bright

Though the mist of clouded sky

Robs the orb of its light

And down beneath on flooded plains

Pray the people “no more rains”

Rain your warmth “o Mighty God”

Break the spell of Indra’s rod

And so it happened, the sun’s ray

Seeing, the clouds parted way

Relief came, flooding in hope,

Fortitude and new strength to cope

And all was well in a little while

Tears of joy and unrestrained smile

And men thanked men and men thanked Him

For parting the shadows of days grim

And on went life as it always did

Man only prays in times sordid

And cometh the summer, a bright gold sky

People cursed the mercury “So High!!”

Men comment as men see fit

Human flaw eternally writ

Yourself be always true and whole

One awakened, one with a Soul.