waiting

waiting

In the silver forest of my mind you sit and wait for me my Lord
You have waited lifetimes

The great white oaks that surround you dance in the full yellow moon and sing of Your Love.
You draw near to me, you’re endless; stretching out in time and space.

My attention to this moment recalls my joy and pain; I surrender at Your feet.
How can I master the complexities of my mind, so easily forgetting You?

Within this I am wavering on the surface of existence.
I want to be fully awake

In the urban jungle of my world you sit and wait for me my Lord.
You will wait lifetimes.

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3 Responses to waiting

  1. Roshnii says:

    Lavanya, this is a beautiful, moving poem. It is personal, yet universal. Thanks for sharing a piece of your devotee’s heart. x

  2. Prem says:

    Beautiful.
    Thank you.

  3. Bharatii says:

    This poem really touches me at this point in my life – my favourite part:
    ‘Within this I am wavering on the surface of existence.
    I want to be fully awake’

    You are an inspiring poet, sister, sadhaka and human being.