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My World of Spirits

My world is a world of spirits
The way to salvation being my tribe;
I dare not defile it,
For my tribe is the temple of God.
I bow before my tribe
Everything of which, I never can see.

We obey the dictates of the spirits
Coming to us as unwritten laws,
The old generations passed on the traditions
Setting standards of truth for all.

The hilltop is our idol
And the Sun, miles away;
In sacred village grove
Lay the holy spirits;
I have enshrined my ancestors
Who departed us times ago,
In the sanctuary of my house
And live with them.

The spirits of my forefathers
Though free!
They need not roam around now
After I brought them home;
They intercede with the supreme God
To bring happiness to us all.

The forest is the centre of my pilgrimage,
The stream sings praise in the name of God,
The scared village grove discloses my identity
And protects us from evils.

28-Nov-2004

More By  :  Bishnupada Sethi

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