O Tasbih! How sweet His Fear
Have you been granted my dear?

Even in the words that to me you write
You fear that none with Him compete

You coin the words with so much care
Not one should even closer to Him dare

And if at all by human failure
When you utter something similar-

Alas! You are filled with deep regret
Over the matter that you did forget

At once in tears you seek with Him refuge
Even your ‘angelic’ smile you ‘humanly’ refuse

Oh Tasbih! Why you burn in me the fire of envy?
Why make me dream of harvest with no rains heavy?
I am a rotten crop, why such fees on me levy?
Of what use is Samudiri in the absence of Marakkar’s navy?

Why remind me of what I most lack-
In the race of virtues, why keep me back?

O Tasbih! How sweet His Fear
Have you been granted my dear?

March 15 2004. Inspired by a letter.

Notes

‘angelic’ smile you ‘humanly’ refuse : The feeling of repentance is unique to humans unlike angels. Faults lower man than angels, but repentance takes him higher than latter.

Samudiri in the absence of Marakkar’s navy : Samudiri is the medieval king of Kerala and Marakkars are the naval heroes who defended his kingdom from colonial aggression.