Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Rework Your Legs

Not by your own but with "Someone",
Who calls the stars each by its name,
He hears the poor,despises not,no fun,
Your groaning reaches him like flame.

To the broken in heart,he binds up wounds,
May be bound in chains,he only breaks,
He makes you stand upright,grace abounds,
Takes your yoke away,he only delivers.

Your sitting and rising,he only finds,
Your legs that are bare,weak and meek,
He makes them as that of the hinds,
He sets you on high when only you seek.

Rework your tired legs,believe and pray,
Dawn is certain as that of the sun's ray.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.

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