A Strange Conversation Poem by ritty patnaik

i asked god one day
haven't i done enough
in this birth,
penance, retributions,
introspection,
of my past lives.
to get myself,
a wee place,
in the kingdom of yours?

so he replied....
my dear! ofcourse,
why do you think
i am here!
with you all the time, ?
you dont realise,
even in my absense,
i am present,
with you always.
you drive me away
with foolish thoughts,
of yours.
one of my powers,
is illusion you know.
go deep, deep within yourself,
and find me seated,
in the petalled lotus,
of your heart.

in all your births i have been with you,
i am with you now,
in future i shall be with you.!