MY PRECIOUS

What were you to me ever?

Always eluding my understanding?

So dry I was,

Not a drop of honey in life

Not aware of your sweet nectar.

What is it that I want now,

In wanting your presence,

Have I become You?

Teach me my Beloved

Teach me your Lotus wisdom.

For I am just a wanderer,

Flowing through Life

For you I would dance,

For you I would stop,

Let Your Fragrant Lotus grow.

Look, look I have become:

I am your Beloved Lotus,

I am your Fragrance

I am You.

-Dishna Phukan

SHABDA