O to live life of a modest man, <br />Plenty in place that money can, <br />Wanting little in a small den, <br />Dreaming of what no money can. <br />Hopes in heart, wish horses on leash, <br />Peace in soul, patience for God’s grace, <br />And prayers to lose bloated face, <br />That heaven-like seems modest niche. <br /> <br />Yet, to dream of such Spartan ease, <br />I aught ere cultivate content <br />That a rich feast looks life of lent, <br />And poverty begins to please. <br /> But me mortal made with earth’s soil, <br /> A paradise aught me ere spoil. <br />_________________________________________ <br /> - Sonnets | 01.08.07 |<br /><br />Aniruddha Pathak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-live-in-lent-amidst-plenty/
