I have wanted You
In a hundred forms at heart of heart.
Lord of Existence, why did You not come,
Parting and staying far, in a huff?
Invisibly You move on singing with delight;
You convey a tune-stream, filling life.
With just Your lyre, just Your lyre, its smiling chime,
To the far Sky, taking me it soars.
This Your attraction, dodging does not succeed;
My psychic sweetness races on toward Thee.
You did scatter such ambrosia,
Its sweet scent, a fragrance that with life accords;
By just its love, its pollen and affection,
It drags me along, heeding no prohibition.
Sarkarverse article
Audio recording
You are the life of my life, my everything. Like it or not, I'll cling to Thee.
ReplyDelete