This mind it wanders
Wondering… Why, how, what for?
Who is worthy to adore?
Confused; I stop.
A sense of self
It stands in between
This moment and the seen.
Beloved, You play these games
To test and trial
To witness how easily we fall into this trap of denial.
You are… Who are we?
So caught up in trivial matters
You laugh at our desires.
Your plan is so much greater
And it takes this hurdle to realise
You once again;
You are the only truth of this existence
But I so easily forget Your consistence.
The beauty of these ups and downs
To again reconnect
A humble human balance is found.
But do I dare go further?
Will I once again let myself fall harder?
Will I be trapped in this continuum?
Thinking I am the driver and You;
The bare minimum.
Let me not be fooled by what I think I see
Keep me, as the mere dust of Your feet.
For I realise every time
That this is my only true abode.
Keep this spec afloat in You
Never let me loathe.
“Mera mujhme kuch nahin
Jo kuch hai so Tera
Tera Tujhko somph ke
Kya laage hai mera?”
What is there to lose?
What is there to think?
To feel, and to gain?
What is the cost of a surrendered deal?
True bliss is found;
In this undying state of the only