Be true to your salt.

Be  true   to  your  salt.

On   New  Year   Eve

I  made  some  sweet  pudding,

Offered  to  God,

Placed  on  a sacred  plate,

It  looked  as if   THE Sacred  picture

Of  Avatar  spoke  by  intuition,

‘’Be  true  to each  and

 every  grain You   eat.’’

I took  some  grains 

And   sowed in my kitchen

Garden  tiny   cute   pots,

The  pots    looked   as

If  admonishing,

Be  loyal  to  the  farmer

Who   tills  the  land,

The   farmer beckoned me

The  land  :   ‘’  but  for  the 

Arable  land, His profuse,

I   wont  be here 

to  plough  and    cultivate’’.

I sowed   some  fertile

Seeds  to  germinate,

Seeds  advised  me

‘’ we   cannot even  breathe,

    We  look  to the skies 

   For  water  and  sunlight’’.

I looked  up  to  Heavens

The  sun, stars, moon

and  the  firmament  

chuckled: look  up 

we  are  all  created

by  HIM. THE   UNSEEN

Be  true  to  Him.