30. Divine Is My State Poem by Praveen Kumar in Simply Yours

When in contemn for what the world did for me,
What talents did it fail and what grace did it cloud,
What noble thoughts it sunk in vile dins and sound,
In utter despair, my love, I, for light, seek thee.

What heights did I scale, to what vales was I shown,
What dreams streamed sublime were crushed and blown,
How unkindly was I put down and mercilessly thrown,
When, my love, I recount, you, fill in from horizons.

When the shine in my soul tarnishes from blows,
When the music in heart turns sour and crows,
When deep scars and wounds seize my inner glows,
‘Cause of you, holy love, my solace still grows.

How was I mowed, hauled, cursed and blocked,
How my quiet little sail all along the sea rocked,
I recall in grief and deeply scorn my ill fate,
Then, you smile and remind how divine my state is.

You chose me above all as dearest to your soul,
Your honeyed love, my love, instates me above all;
This heavenly gift, divine love, lifts me as a whole,
And grooms me within for all worldly and unworldly call.

You lift my sinking self; bring it to a golden land,
Where golden rays of spring everlastingly blossom mind;
The unworldly boons of your love overwhelms the worldly grief
And readies me to take on ills with smiles and joy in soul.

No dark evils of all the worlds here, above and below,
Wither your love's gold-edged divine glow;
You fill me with such wealth that I, whether high or low,
Need no worldly grace or scope unto me ever flow.