When we look for a shoulder to lean on,
When we cry for help to float on,
When we gasp for air to breathe in despair,
When we are crumbled during dispute,
When the cataract doubts create shades,
When the abandoned spirit stands lonely,
When the flies of the fruits flown away,
When caterpillar's munched plant left bare,
There is a hand, touch our back,
When we look at it with shock,
It is the hand, that God has sent,
May be anyone that we hardly know.
thank the God and the hand.

veeraiyah subbulakshmi

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