A Shift In Perception-4

Poem By Mamta Agarwal

God,
At times I feel
You are playing
A practical joke
Just to poke
Fun at me.

Perhaps
To make me see
That I need to lighten up,
And just worry too much.
And abuse
Your gift of imagination
For no rhyme or reason.

Or to provoke
Me to think
Out of the box
And do some
Mental gymnastics
And break the status quo.

And then, slowly
I have a shift in perspective.
From passive to proactive.

Now I understand,
Why at times,
You need to give
Me a whack on my head.

Comments about A Shift In Perception-4

Well said! He throws us into muddle to make us realize His bliss! Shhort, yet has great depths of perceptions sathya narayana
a great thought spread here
Hello Mamta and this is a great poem and what an awesome message, good read! Loyd
Yes madam, well said. This wack becomes necessary at times for all of us! I always begin my day thanking the Lord for all that HE has given me! - Raj Nandy
a very good perception here...to realize self is to realize God...beautiful lines of well selected words...10 votes


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