the holy subpoena

Slowly I want to disperse like fragrance

Does in the air...

I have to return to my home...

To my parental home of God.

I'm a guest to this garden like world...

While departing I wish to leave behind

The fragrance of flowers.

My God's house is like a holy paradise...

I shall go without carrying

The evils of the world.

Let my actions and deeds be careful...

So that I can go to my

God with full dignity.

I feel I passed all my years in an alien land...

Now, I'm homesick...I want to go there...

Seeing the way of the holy subpoena!