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“Mind is My Mecca (Sonnet) Wanna touch God? Touch a life in pain. Person becomes holy by helping another without gain. The world needs missionaries of love, missionaries of reason, not mercenaries of organized religion, out to harvest convert vegetation. I was born of dust, I live as flame, for I choose to be human, not a dead name. Not lords and ladies, not dukes and dames, mind stands beacon stripped of cages lame. Human is the one who asks no one to kneel; go, walk the earth not to evangelize, but heal. To be holy is to carry a candle, not sermon; mind is my mecca, soul is kindness in motion.” — Abhijit Naskar
Mind is My Mecca (Sonnet)
Wanna touch God?
Touch a life in pain.
Person becomes holy by
helping another without gain.
The world needs missionaries of love,
missionaries of reason,
not mercenaries of organized religion,
out to harvest convert vegetation.
I was born of dust, I live as flame,
for I choose to be human, not a dead name.
Not lords and ladies, not dukes and dames,
mind stands beacon stripped of cages lame.
Human is the one who asks no one to kneel;
go, walk the earth not to evangelize, but heal.
To be holy is to carry a candle, not sermon;
mind is my mecca, soul is kindness in motion.