WHO PULLS ME
BACK?
Who calls me
from behind?
I cannot move
a step
As I am pulled
to the centre
Though the
wide world beckons me.
What is it that makes me sad
Though all I have to give me joy?
What is it that holds me back
From seeking pastures ever anew?
I am destined
to remain in place
In steadfast
love and divine care
For it is his
pleasure and will
And my life
and gifts His alone.
Let me flow on the wings of time,
Though I don’t fly ahead of time
In supersonic jets around,
At last to reach the desired shore.
Dr. Abraham Karickam
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