My Experience and my promise

My Experience and my promise

P K Routray

Yesterday

I promised to say

openly and loudly

frantically and boldly

to my friends and public

with language in plain and rustic

caring a fig for my science-based education

where logic and proof is the foundation

to disbelieve the Lord’s existence

as it is beyond our perception of acceptance.

“Hey Lord! I am grateful, you listened to me

despite conflicts on your existence as you we fail to see.”

While one of my close relations was on the surgery table,

outside was his family apprehensive and fearful

in heart of my heart, I weighed my all logic

concluding, to the Lord I begged to avoid anything tragic.

With intense prayer from my heart’s bottom

loudly chanting His hymns like a novice with a deranged symptom.

for those five hours braving the onlookers’ laughter

getting relieved on listening to that he is out of danger.

I promised then I must publicly express my gratitude to the lord

I can only thank Him from the heart what else for Him I can afford.

( N.B -The real feeling yesterday I publicly express)