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Man Overboard

“Man overboard"- a voice was heard
Not knowing whither port or starboard
Dozens of eyes peered  restless waters
Of  the ocean stretched till horizon .

A clump of hair seen at some distance
Lo he is there someone shouted
A boat was lowered  the boatmen row
To the bobbing head they go
Caught by the head heaved into to the boat
They returned to the ship
to the happier faces and babel of sounds.

“Poor guy” “ a good man” “young feller”
everybody was saying what they thought of
They tried to revive me, but no luck
(I was laughing on hearing what they said
was back long before first cry was heard)
At last as the Captain said
the rescuers gave me an ocean burial
Funny isn't it, fell ov'board accidentally
they consign me to the waters as dead.

I fell in the ocean of His mercy
and some tried to rescue like above
Since I was already dead for them
they assigned me back to the waters
filled with waves of His deeds
and droplets of His parables
the faith shining like the sun on the surface
to propagate the message like
the ripples do on my fall.
Thoughts are like

Thoughts are like a mountain brook starting as a flow up above
Going downhill  gaining momentum an act of unbridled enthusiasm
Carrying pebbles and shingles,kindling, twigs and stones
Whatever it finds on the way to appear like whitewater way.

Reaching plains as a mighty river making its way in a lazy meander
Endless bends with many a turn like a satiated Indian python
Dropping its treasure none can dream making the land lush and green
Emptying itself, completing its task happily joining the ocean at last.

A poem is an act of inspiration that is what everyone had said
But for me it is an intoxicant I write and so I get inspired!!!
Got to say, for heard something voila! The floodgates are open
Carries me as it rushes ahead never to let me return again.

My thoughts are my own mountain brook

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......he brought streams out of a rocky crag and made water
flow down like rivers.(Psalm 78:16)
6/8/02
Next Generation

Last evening Jim told many others and me
“Tomorrow is the start of next generation”.
How profound like “That whosoever believeth
In me shall have everlasting life.”

May be the Lord spoke through him
To remind everyone of their duty
To pray, so they may be renewed
Tomorrow is the start of next generation.