The New Dew

It is the journey of wordless, e’er caring and sharing
Which I am making and moving,

May the wings of love
Guard me from all ill will,
With faith I may land and live;

My need are new and few!
But like the bud, wants to see the sun,
May thy light pour upon me, like a lone glistening dew.

Copyright @ 2006 N.KARTHIKEYAN OSHO