Wednesday, 6 November 2013

          If Ever

Just as all rivers turn to Ocean
And all faiths to Thou
I am not sure if my meandering thoughts
Will ever find the path of prayer to reach You

Just as some blotted out stars still shine
And the sky wears a new moon
I am not sure if my empty heart
Will ever be ablaze with love for Thou

Just as waterfall crashes with all its strength
And tears stream down a devotee’s face
I am not sure if my crusty soul
Will ever break to flow towards You

Just as the wind ripples the lakes and ponds
And murmurs in the jungle
Let Your Name ripple my being
Rid my mind of its trenches with Wicked Corner
Hold my fears of facing Truth at bay
Make not a splash ever
And I am sure
I shall not fall from Your Grace
Whether I am downhill, in the gorges or on mountaintops 

written for Real Toads (Challenge : Get Listed with Ed Pilolla) & also posted for Poetry Jam (challenge : What Do You Know for Sure?)