I Think … (Reflections) Poem by Angelina Pandian

A testing fire to melt all dross
A lesson, to teach me, the necessities of life!
A time given for me – an exile, a thrusted penance
To sit alone and reflect under my Bodi tree.
A yaga I make, the sacrificial fire burns within
One by one, I give up, I renounce
My ideas, my plans, my ego – Mine, mine
What all I thought was mine – I burn them all
In the flames – my desires, my hopes, my dreams
All ashes in the wind – I find
None of these were ever mine
It was I who was in their grasp!
This body which binds me
A mere Potter’s shred – holding
Few drops of rain – Grace, sent from above
To quench the thirst of Souls
Crossing this desert of Life!
God heard my prayer, my question
Thrown into the dark heart of space,
At once my wish He granted and
Set the answer before my eye.
God breaks the legs of wayward lambs!
But, carries them in His arms
Close to His sacred breast
On their long and weary way Home!