Come With Me Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry

Come with me
I will take you
To where poetry like fire flies
Lark in the smooth exuberance of the tender night.

Where the serene village lake gleams
In pageantry of morning sunshine,
Where in wild freedom flowers bloom
And the lone wood pigeon
Explodes each morning in endless ditties of love songs.

There freedom is free
And God is God,
Not a weapon
Bullet or bomb on warpath,

Or a selfish fabrication
Set in the arena of sultry hatred
To battle it out against himself.

I will take you
Where the machinery of this life
Is run with faith and devotion.

Come with me
To the warm and lush belts of sunshine,
Abandon yourself to the warm pour of the summer rain
Soak soak soak!

Where no brutal wind howls
Or like hungry wolves
Fear stands on the other side of the door.

There life beams of light sublime
And cascades tumble from on high
Scattering sprays of ceaseless joy and hope.

There you will live on the human level,
Still not found by many.
To know that you are human
Is to know that you are shaking the shackles of ignorance,
A God in the making.

Come with me
To where no harsh words
Shall cause your heart to ache.
I will fill your uncertain sky
With abundance of ineffable peace.

Together we shall brave the night
And wait for the sun to rise.
He who made the sun
Did not make it for a day.

For those who wants it dearly
The sun will always rise.