Poems by Sakthi Ravichandran

God came to my home

a poem by Sakthi Ravichandran

Bent with age and in rags
He came to my home at lunch time
He begged for a morsel of food
For his hungry stomach
His eyes were dim and small,
His voice was feeble and halting.
With pity, I called him in
To share my meals so simple

I saw a light and smile
Rise on his face, after our meal,
Like the sun rising in the eastern sky,
And in that golden glow I saw him.

The kind Lord came to bless my home.