mount tops

many a mount tops i like to climb

to meet with Buddha, Jesus and Muhammad

also their kind, to stay there and forget

the varied valley i desire much

many a mount tops i like to climb

to float in air or to be transfigured

and erase the old wounds and memory

in mind and soul i had desired much

many a mount tops i like to climb

to ease my burden and drop aged

and excess baggage, to be envisioned

with a greater cause i desire much

© henry victor     03.03.2003

my song

my pleadings like smoke came to you

and you listened

my prayers like fog were before you

and me you assisted

my days now stay strong

like rocks of Rockies

my nights are peaceful

like lakes in mountains

 

my heart leaps in joy

like a dancing deer

my plate is full

with extravagant bread

 

my bones are strong

like the Indian iron wood

my past wrongs you blotted

all out of my sight

i now soar higher and higher

like an eagle in flight

i sit with poise like a king on throne

with no guards around

 
i sleep like a log

the whole night in my bed

i am busy like a bee

whole day collecting food

 

in the day of my anguish

you hid not your face

in my distress i called you

you speedily responded

© henry victor     11.10.2003 

no road

i am repeatedly at cross roads

and every road i see in front
invites my eyes to walk, to enjoy
the scenes, promising also the secret

path to the depth of my soul

the God within, my own home
from where there is no more walking
no more work, nor search for rest

some roads i trod went to money

while others took me to grab and heap
and some showered on me great status
but none to self just under the feet
 
henry victor     01.03.2014

Photo Credit: Gitanjali Victor