Like Jesus...(Dedicated to Fr. Jose Vettiyankal)


Thirty years in bondage,
Life was a stormy sea for him
Heart was tossing to and fro
endlessly...

When he was eight years old,
With an innocent wish of Samson's strength,
Thinking hair held the key
Grew locks long like Samson happily
But a day came to shatter his dreams,
When his crown was chopped ruthlessly
Leaving him in agony
Destroying his childhood dream

Time passed by with a wish of holy anointing
On a wishful charismatic day
God's word came to him
As a ballast for his soul
Driving away loneliness
Strengthening his heart
Bringing uncertainty to an end
Being touched by God's mercy
A dove descended on him

Donning humbleness
Spreading his mission with a radiant face
Climbing up the highest mountain
As hardest it seemed,
But with Jesus as his Master
He found his dreams :)

© Meghna, 2016, All rights reserved.

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