Each newborn child that comes to Earth takes birth in a particular familial, societal and geographical context, or what can be termed as...

From aeons now they still fight,                                          There seems just no end in sight, Each claiming they alone...

What was Your Creation Plan When long ago You created man And the rest of this universe That’s so vast and so diverse, And perhaps a...

You arrange for infants to be born Into Your world by rival creeds torn, Creeds that claim they are the best Seeking to triumph over the...

Why to Earth have we been sent? Whatever for? With what intent? Is our being here a punishment, From our true home a banishment? Have we...

For another day You’ve made me return. Why? Could you please make me discern The reason for which You willed me to? Is there some task...

As far as I can recall, I didn’t ask You at all To send me down to Earth, And here take human birth. Perhaps You simply willed it so,...

There’s something about Your Name, Each time I take it I feel the same: Within I sense a strange calm, Your Name is a soothing balm.  ...

Now that You’ve come back to me Why should I roam about foolishly, Myself simply to entertain, What’ll I get? What’ll I gain? Passing...

You think, it seems to me, That you possess all authority To do as you will, just as you please, To make us fall down on our knees And...

Nothing big did I achieve, No special legacy did I leave, I didn’t earn a glorious name, Power, status or much fame. I did nothing...

I know You will let me dare Ask You if You think it’s fair That He took You back at p’raps thirty-three While I’m still down here at...

How would you like me to spend The next moment that You may lend To me—With it what should I do? Please tell me, I request You.   Every...

I shut tight the door to my heart. Maybe I wanted You to depart. It was as if to You I had said, “Find a home elsewhere instead. No more...

The whole world’s Yours, so they say, If that’s true, then have Your way. You can make people believe about You Whatever You might want...

You’ve no place to lay Your head, No soft pillow, no warm bed, So, make Your home in my heart, And from there please never depart,...

You’ve a strange sense of humour, I must say, A very odd game that You just love to play, Spending Your eternity in overseeing Worlds You...

Why did You will that I be tormented so? You tell me, because I just don’t know. For me, it was a long spell in Hell, Maybe why one day...

I didn’t do it; no, it wasn’t me. It was God who did it; the doer was He. He did it through me, choosing to do so, That's all about this...

If all doings that are done are His actually, Why wish any had been done differently? If every deed that happens is done by Him, What...