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ON RE-READING HIS OWN POEMS

Every thought that rises in my head,
I take it as a message from Great God.
Like weary traveler entering the homestead
Is welcomed with true love, by children prod

To tell about his travels. They exclaim
And shake their heads in wonder much amazed.
By pebbles thrown in water without aim
Are countless ripples, on its surface raised;

And one who throws the pebble is impressed.
Thus God’s perennial wonder continues:
Like Kunwar Viyogi- once to me confessed
“I did not write my poems. I refuse

To agree to their authorship. Profess
No knowledge of their writer- nor no guess.”

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