Master of Beauty

I bow my head before you every moment,

The underlying principle of this cosmos.

I sing this song of adoration with amazement,

When I find you everywhere around me.

Oh! The master of beauty and celestial artist,

Great is your creative imagination.

I enjoy the beauty as an atomist,

Still mysterious is your creation.

Beauty is not mere combination of matter,

You created us with your loving touch.

The whole creation reflects your grandeur,

Matter craves for your gentle touch.

Oh! Master of beauty, ever active,

Present even in a blade of grass.

Teach me the lessons to be creative,

Even in the painful moments of darkness.

Open my eyes to see you everywhere,

And to discover you even in ugliness.

Impart thy loving touch to artists everywhere,

That they reveal beauty with gentleness.

Joseph Shibin SJ

Another Christ

Another Christ

Every moment is an invitation for me to be

Another Christ… in my life.

It appears to be very simple,

Yet I tried to be and still I am myself.

It is to open myself to others,

Accept them without any  judgment.

It is judging others,

I am judging myself.

He went about doing good,

To all people, rich and poor, healthy and the sick.

The cosmos was his dwelling place

And all around him was his brothers and sisters.

He asks me in my prayerful moments

 To go and do the same.

Still I cannot do what you want from me.

I am worried about myself.

I am asked to be a neighbor

To all the people and to the nature.

How can I be a neighbor?

When I spend all my time in the virtual world.

Now I pray that I may be challenged by you,

In each and every moment of my life.

That I may less become myself

And more become You, my Lord.

Josephs SJ