Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Dust on the Soul









The early morning rays of the sun
splash my countenance
and I am awakened

out of my ignorant stupor.

Scores of queries

buried deep

in the squalor of a laid back existence

begin to torture my very soul.
"What is writ in my destiny?"
"Why can't I see beyond the fog of life?"

Some incomplete goal
lies awaiting my knock
on its beckoning door
and I am helpless
oblivious of that window
 to hope and fulfillment.




Cobwebs of ignorance,
dust of arrogance
lie untouched

wrenching my sudden thoughts

of reflection and realization.
Oh God! I beseech You
To show me the Way!