God is a Child

O God,

Sometimes, I think,

You are a child,

Who scatters the stars,

Across the fields of sky,

In the night.

Then, one by one,

gather them all,

by morn

and

put them in a bag,

Which shines forth and becomes

Sun

And you carry the bag,

From East to West

Never you seem,

Tired or bored.

You never seem to care,

What others think

You are stoic,

You are eternal,

You are benevolent,

You never cease,

to surprise.

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Author: Ranjit Singh

I am working as a scientist in the India's premium E&P oil company. Besides the commitment to my job, I read lot of literature especially good fiction, history and science. I belong to Chandigarh and did my Masters in Chemistry from Panjab University Chandigarh specializing in physical chemistry. I am fond of surfing the internet for good articles, social networking and giving vent to writing for which I have aptly chosen the blog in Wordpress. Thanks

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