In God’s
Hands...
In God’s Hands,
His Special Green ,
The Golden parrot
Of future reading
picks tarot cards,
My karma plays,
Gets tuned with
Early , pristine visage,
Your karma stays,
All our karma
relays:
In the amphitheater of
This arena, a mirage,
All get shaped,
go timely sharpened
as the dexterous
potter’s clay moulded,
at times you
get
deluded : But His
third Eye,
the strong sustaining
wand, pervasive sturdy,
whirls round
on the
cute beak of the Parrot.
It plays
in God’s Hands.
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