My Beloved, you have stripped me bare more than once in this life.
At times, you have left me near lifeless. I could not feel even my own heart beating in my chest.
At times, you have stolen from me peace that I have acquired after lifetimes and left me maddened by my screaming mind.
My bones have ached. My body bedridden. Years lost in the darkness with the absolutism of never-ending despair.
All I had was lost to your Will.
You set my heart barren of all of you. Lifeless, mindless, a dark emptiness was my sentence at your hands.
All this yet, I wonder everyday how I survived. The deepest part of my being, hidden from every part of me, you held in your deepest care.
Now I am alive again, with your Breath in my breath. My heart once again, beating steady and strong, in your Limitless Heart. My mind in peace again, in your Limitless Mind. All of me swells, just as the womb carries the unborn.
When next I am born, I will become empty yet again. And again you will enter and I will swell with the next, and the next, and the next.
All of me your womb, O Eternal Being of beings.
Despair! ! ! My bones have ached. But, hope lies ahead. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is not easy to tread the dark night. Such a confrontation with crisis and the appearing absence of the Beloved can devastate any soul. Yet solace comes; all was held in his deepest care, and a new birthing has happened. A comforting poetic expression concerning a very difficult stage in bhakti life. Thank you.