Can you hear me?
O You
The only truth
To seek you, myriad paths took
Barefoot blistered,
Ascended gelid peaks
Walked through embers bed too
Lit candles votive flickered when
Protecting palms burnt.
To fix my greys offered petals hued.
.
From dizzying labyrinth, whimpered endlessly
Confided in you when stranded deep
In the swamp of moments
My claustrophobic days
Muttered on the rosary, your name
In pursuit
Burnt fragrant incense,
Chanted hymns, bowed head
In supplication days ‘n nights
Hear me at least once
O, You the divine!
.
As faith wavered, on the verge
Hope; climbed endless steep steps
When let down by the world,
Lamented soul,
Save my crumbling spirit
O, You the Saviour!
.
Silent cries go unheard
I fear
Does my voice reach you?
Or it fades away amidst
Nebulous strata, rotating galaxies
Cacophonous hollows,
Into the black hole; vanishing
My cries feeble
I fear
Can you hear me?
O, You the best listener!
.
Every call of suppliants is answered
Who believes in Me,
Gleaming in the recesses
Of your subconsciousness is Me–
Nearer to you
Than your jugular vein is Me.
Far away from the clamour,
In the stillness listen to Me
Then only
O believer, you can hear Me.
I bestow on you the best,
Believe in Me.
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