The Soul's Legume

Everyone is unique in this world & has a purpose. Thus one needs to be proud of oneself yet one fails to look at one's ability & pays more attention to compliments of others. But one must be optimist.

The Soul’s legume:

Thou art a unique camp

A special bright burning lamp

A foolish shall want of change

Ungrateful to thy Maker’s hands.

Give ingredients to thy soul

Grasp more virtue, ignoring others’ ghoul

Gain what, if gloomy when neighbors say:

“Thou art incapable of thy might spray”.

Turn a deaf ear to the world’s improper voice

Be receptive to inner song, rejecting the noise

Breathe in the purest air purifying thy aerated blood

Sanctifying thy thoughts to quench thy pillar’s thirst.

Abnegate not both praise and insult,

For both are legumes to thy life’s sweet curd

Yes, to purge thy certain iniquity

Even when thou art not guilty.

Loving the truth fear ceases,

Appreciating journey pointed rock vanishes.

Love inspires one and in another germinates

In righteous laughter and populates.

Leukemia gets healed and music forever endures.