Prism of my thoughts distort the light of knowledge
As hues of different colors in meditation, I acknowledge
The resemblance of my moods, in them I see
Sometimes, red, white and blue is what I see
But evading is the true light of the lord it is
Different colors emerging from prism, yet not same it is
The peace and love that it shall bring to me
When in complete totality with you I’ll be
And nothing shall remain as in your pure light I’ll be.
- Dr. Hira