Language of God

I know the Language of God
He tries to speak to me
He speaks thru the Eyes of a child
Who expects a smile from me

He speaks thru the eyes of oldies
Who hardly could look at me
He speaks thru their wrinkled faces
Who expects a word from me

He speaks thru the eyes of a bird
Who sings a song for me
He speaks thru the eyes of a beggar
Who expects a bread from me

I don’t have time to talk to him
My pride and ego hide me from him



Niranjan Pradhan