AN ELUDING RACE ~by Jagjit Singh Jandu

 

 

AN ELUDING RACE

It may be a race
My being be feeling to lose
To the selfish & greedy world
For not bothering its hurdles

Seemingly losing interest
In the greedy folks of crowd
Who seem to be fed on
Silver coins, not on bread

Some may be of opinion as
Me just a beaten being
For not living up my dreams
So calm, smiling, no screams

Heard about love so much
Couldn’t really understand yet
Surely not in flesh nor in blood
Hearts may throb in soul’s nod

Wish to be lost in love
Which carries serene space
No greed, no lust, not any race
Only me, you & God’s grace

(c)Jagjit Singh Jandu(Jit)
@ January 2018