God came to my home

God came to my home

He came to my home in an lunch time

in a rags and with oldage

He begged a cup of  meals

to his burning stomach

His eyes were dim and small and

his voice is feeble to hear

With pity ,I called him to my table

and shared my meals with him

After finishing our meals,I saw

a light and smile in his face

In his smile and light ,I saw

Him .yes ,I saw him.

There  He was a God his smile and light in his face is God

Who came to my bless my home.

SakthiRavichandran