blend together

these are that i need most

and these, together i must blend

speed of the fastest horse

gentleness of the gentlest woman

sure footing of the slowest tortoise

sluggishness of the laziest sluggard

patience of the most patient hawk

wisdom of the greatest sage

business of the busiest ant

crudeness of the carefree teenager

courage of the fiercest lion

fairness of the fairest judge

roughness of the roughest rock

innocence of the innocent infant

sweetness of the sweetest sugarcane

bitterness of the collegial rival

vigilance of the watchdog

study-habit of the studious student

sharpness of the sharpest knife

firmness of that autocratic dictator

smoothness of the cloudless sky

charm of the charming youth

vanity of the prettiest peacock

quickness of that courtroom advocate

wakefulness of the nightly owl

greed of the greediest moneychanger

hardness of the hardest coconut

wit of the wittiest Shakespeare

© henry victor     17.09.2004

please! don’t fill my cup

my cup is empty

and i have desire

for no more

in this land of plenty

food here taste no more

for my taste buds are depleted

as if x-rays have destroyed

my heart, my desire

in the land of scarcity

there was joy at that time

every instant i returned home

to share potted curd so tasty

© henry victor     11.02.2004

triumph and failure

when intoxicated with triumph

fame follows as the path winds

through hours, days, weeks

months, and years!

but a little failure, a minor stumble

on a little boulder may rock the boat

appearing as an insurmountable

mountain that can never be conquered

hence the heart hangs

with feet up like a bat

even when much light is around

for mind to sail on wings of the wind

© henry victor     23.01.2004

varied roads

Miller and i together met our master Jesus

the Nazarene in whose school we schooled

before we drove together on the highway

until we came to the single junction

at the junction with no signals we decided

to part our ways; Miller took the path

lit throughout the way enjoying power

in the roadway of magic filled with pilgrims

those pilgrims sang the name of the master

as i took the path, unlit with only few trekking

this service road was named: nameless

with neither power nor magic to make it easy

henry victor     11.01.2003

combining

i lack no strength, courage, hope and love

but a sense of purpose, in my heart is absent

to translate abstract godly virtues into acts

putting merits in a fleshy body, mind and soul

making human values to become a living being

walking, talking, dancing and singing with joy

to combine into a single feathery bird, those two

the dancing peacock and the singing cuckoo

or the eagle soaring higher to dive into chasm deep

and the hen scratching surface and embracing chicks

to protect from that devious, dirty raven who steals

not just the light but every little creature on this soil

© henry victor     19.08.2010

subtle presence

you remain hidden despite your omnipresence
and contain in ‘restrain’ your omnipotence
demanding from me a restrain from my revenge
even when i am pushed to the edge, the hedge

i, hence, now turn inward into my heart

to mend it to fill it with the gift
you offer your world, an unrestrained love
the magic wand to heal and to store in my cave

that single most miraculous power,

except when i am dictated by my pride,
works well in mending all that is wrecked
intentionally, or directed into by ignorance

i know my mind needs time to absorb this fact

and my body requires another set of days to act
until my spirit is filled with this charitable habit
and fragrance in my soul is nothing but this state