TILAK DHIMAN

The man born on the cusp in the fall
Into the weighing of protocol
Lacks nothing in intellect or care
Assumes responsibilities with flare
Keeping himself spiritually fed
Demeanor... gentle, but not easily led
Has the knowledge to lead
Instead promotes others to succeed
Meekness personified, a lesson to learn
Always at the ready to help, to discern
Never too busy to teach or to give ear to listen
~PLS/PCS~9/21/2020
AN UNKNOWN MELODY
Sit in the silence and be quiet.
While the Sun setting with its redness all around,
There seems a mountain kissing the sky.
Leaves dance on the tune of wind
Flocks of birds going back home in the evening,
Just be there and observe everything happen,
That very moment interprets something, which is invisible,
Unknown and silent.
There are no words, no mimes, yet there is a deep meaning.
Only eyes see, and heart knows.
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