Written from the mystical side of life which can sometimes be confusing to the spiritual traveller.


TRANSFORMATION


My Lord, protect me under
The shadow of your wings
And soothe the torment in my heart;
Let your colours wash through my body
And heal the secret recesses of my soul.
Please, my Lord, remove these chains
From my aching feet;
Sensory pleasures are binding me,
Holding me captive
And weighing me down.

Only your loving presence
Can lift me beyond materiality
And set me free like a bird upon the wind.
Where are you, my Lord,
Are you really going to leave me here
To be scorched by the
Fires of earthly experience?

My mind is growing restless
With the burden of earthly struggles.
But wait! Something has changed.
The Darkness is being dethroned
By the soft breeze of your love
And I realize that this is just a dream.
As my tears fall like cleansing rain.

Don't let me fall into sensory illusion
As I learn to follow in your footsteps.
The dryness of my unfulfilled dreams
Is being replaced by a downpouring of peace
And the desert of desolation in which I wandered
Has led me to your temple garden.
And here, my own true love awaits me
For when I looked into his eyes, my Lord
I saw you looking back at me.
And now my dream
Has become reality.





Poetry by Shenu
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Written on 2008-10-31 at 04:27

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