It hurts to see the world hurtling by,

No thought or sentiment to remember you by.

No balm or alarm to mark your turn of time,

Nor concern or care to help you wade the tide!

It pains to watch their wake pulsing by,

While you sit in the shallows of your ebbing bye.

Not that you grudge the boom of their wave,

Nor envy the flush of their flashing dive!

It quietens to know the qualm is just passing by,

It isn’t here to stay, just help you stay.

None can reverse the rising dawn,

Nor return the roaring of the new morn!



Wealth doesn't mean wealthy,
Riches don't denote richness.
Property mayn't ensure prosperity,
Finance won't imply freedom.
Provision can't provide perspective,
These are but evanescent!

Affluence accounts but won't give access,
Gifts goad but may not impart grace.
Income induces but can't instill interest,
Equity excites but doesn't extend existence.
Valuables vouch but don't add value,
These are but fleeting!

Investment incubates increase,
Money multiplies millions.
Treasure transcends treason, 
Gold garners glitters.
Bond brings bliss,
These are but froth!

Savings can't give salvation,
Assets ensure not assurance.
Deposits don't deny death,
Policies won't guarantee painless.
Accounts communicate not accountability,
These are but transient!

All that is lasting,
All that makes free
All that satisfies,
All that substantiates,
All that is corrosion-free,
There is but one thing to do!

Search for them as hidden treasures,
Run after them in fearless vestures
Pursue them with ceaseless measures,
Strive in them as rousing ventures
Persevere in spite of constant pressures,
They are but the only lasting structures!

PROV 2:4 & COL 3:1-3


God of all of universe,
Master of earth & sky,
Deigned to be human.
Mystery of loving care,
Born to die, born to set free!

Only Begotten of the true God,
Epitome of grace,
Walked into life
Lamb of His love,
Marked before ages, marked for time!

Sacrifice of God,
Holy & pure
Laid on the altar.
Heaven's offering,
Willingly given, willingly received!

Son of man,
Potter's clay,
Exemplified mercy.
Meek and mild,
Humble to the core, humble to the end!
Face of God
Wisdom's plan
Sought His will
Reflector of His light
Thought not of himself, thought only of us!

Righteousness of God,
Glory of His Name,
Satisfied true justice.
Ruler of His realm,
Rose out of darkness, rose to give light!

Divine weakness,
Manhood's strength,
Died to give life.
Victor of death,
Glorified for now, glorified for ever!


Here I hang, dangling between hope & despair,
Indecisive & unsure, dogged & determined,
Knowing not of what is yet to come,
Knowing what it was, that it bodes no good.

Here I stand, swaying between faith & fear,
Impotent & inadequate, ineffectual & incapable,
Wishing it needn't have to be so,
Wishing I could do something more!

Here I rest, in the inbetween, rolling between feeling & fact,
Uncertain & unaware, of the outcome of it all.
So what should I do, live by faith or sight?
Ah Lord, I remember Sunday's round the corner!
*Writing this on the Saturday between Good Friday & Easter Sunday, while I am waiting to hear about my very sick sister who is undergoing tests in a hospital. Pic © Toronto International Film Festival



You are our firstborn,

The excellence of our strength,

The angel at my shoulder,

The one who first made us parents.

As you step out on your own,

On to a path I have never trod in my life,

My prayer is that the foundations

We have laid will hold.

As you launch out into the deep,

Our prayer for you is this,

Point yourself to the true north

Towards God and His shores.

May His breath waft your sails,

His wind fan your face,

His dew cool your pace

His lamp lighten your way.

May His love envelope your heart,

His thoughts fill your mind,

His needs stir your will,

His word be your stay.

May He be the only Bridegroom

Who fills your heart

Who stirs your gut

Who moulds your being.

May He be the One who satisfies until

The one who is His choice comes

To claim you as his bride.

May goodness and mercy follow you

All the days of your life,

May you dwell in His house for ever.

We love you, bless you

We commit you into His hands,

The best of all we have!




Unclutter my mind, O Lord,
And free me from the shackles of wandering thoughts.
Help me disengage myself .
From the clutches of legitimate ways
And rise to sit in tranquil realms.
Cause me to unhand every hounding sin
That would trip me as I run to the grail
Or hamper me as I race down the well known trail.
Let me rest in the stillness of your love
Until it seeps in to soothen my soul.
May I not be swept away by the flood of hurry
But seek to step aside to sit by the side of the busy road.
Let me not roll around in the wash of a tumbling world
But quieten my soul in the shadows of the returning trend
Time and tide may wait for no man, so they say,
But I long not to rush along and hurry in its sway
As God and I commune in the vastness of his ways!